I cried half of last night thinking that I will have to do this schedule until April. My husband offered to get a part time job just so I could quit this one. The selfish part of me actually considered it. I am missing my baby so much even though we spend 3 hours together in the morning until noon. It is stressful because she is so tired from the new schedule that she either cries or whines half the time so it is not the quality time I had been hoping for. Not to mention that I am running ragged all day, I am on the road from 6-9 for work then running back and forth all morning only to be back on the road at 12-4:30.
I am considering taking a unpaid leave until April and getting a part time job just to help out around the house. My husband already works 6 days a week most weeks and does his share of taking care of the baby when he is home.
Re: Flame Free, can I start it?
Hugs.
I told myself when I went back to work we would give it a month, then evaluate. It helped having a short term goal. Give it a little time before you make big decisions. I actually like being back at work now.
Haha, me either! I was trying to think of one, and fantasizing about ryan Reynolds came to mind. Boring huh?
Me either! I never have anything even remotely interesting to add to these threads..Boo!
Friday is MIL's day to watch LO. I've actually considered going to my boss and asking if I could have Fridays off so she has to come over and visit with DH and I if she wants to see him. But I'm not an evil bish, last week ( after I told her we weren't going to try rice cereal again for a few weeks because LO wasn't ready) I get home to her telling me all about his afternoon, including when she fed him rice cereal....
The dr. is highly against walkers, however I got a hand me down one that I put LO in because he loves to sit up. He just plays with all the toys on the tray but recently he realized his feet touch the floor and he can scoot himself backwards.
I have 2.
I think people who still tell Chuck Norris jokes need to get new material.
I am very happy that MH will be able to pick up Andy from his SIL before his dad gets home from work. He had a sh!t fit earlier this week because plans got changed and he couldn't see Andy. He never goes more than a week without seeing him, think about my parents who have seen him ONCE! He's also on my you-know-what list because of how he's been acting towards me. I was picking A up after work from their house, and as I was sitting playing with him, FIL came and picked him up and carried him away. Then he also made a remark to MH: "She won't listen. She's a woman." I wanted to punch him in his misogynistic face.
I was the kid who told all the other kids there was no Santa. I felt that adults were deceiving us and everyone deserved to know.
I did it at Show and Tell.
Ok, here's a doozy.
I judge people's cleanliness by thier outdoor landscaping.
I often think if thier outside is in shambles, then thier house must be a gross disaster and the people must be slobs... but if thier lawns are meticulously cut, they have nice landscaping and flowers, then thier house must be the same way (very clean and orderly).
My thoughts are usually proven to be true.
To this day when i am spelling. I have to say outloud I before E except after C, or i will spell the word wrong. Also, I always automatically put two M's in Tomorrow.
I swear we are the same person sometimes. I just did this "I before E, except after C" thing when I was writing my FFFC. LOL I always forget how to spell "thier". (wait, is that right??)
That is fantastic.
Here's mine: I hate it when women refer to themselves as 'mommies" or "mamas." Who talks like that? Just refer to yourself as "moms" or "mothers." Examples are often found on FB: "Any other mommies out there have a recommendation for X?"
Same goes for grown people without children they are potty training referring to the toilet/bathroom as the potty. I had a roommate who did that: "excuse me, I have to go potty."
mm 2/17/11 * dd born 4/20/12 * bo 1/3/14 * edd 1/21/ 1/15
Their. We have found an exception to the rule! I wonder what other ones there are. Oh man, i must know.
Amen on the mommy talk and ewwwwww weird roommate!
I have had the same toenail polish on for weeks and weeks. It has peeled off everything except my big toes and looks ridiculous.
I secretly enjoy walking around campus baby free and pretending to be baby free. I mean, everyone in my department knows, but there is something about pretending to be a carefree college kid that is just delicious.
I used to have a different screenname. I lurked and occasionally posted here since my BFP. I couldn't figure out how to get my hometown off of my account, make a siggy, etc. and then said a few stupid things and decided to reinvent myself.
Oh man, did you make everyone cry? How old were you? I always kind of knew there was no Santa. It was way too good to be true.
I'm not loving motherhood so far. I guess it shouldn't be surprising since I've never been a huge newborn fan, preferring toddlers more. The bad thing is that I just figured out yesterday why I've been going back and forth on whether we are one and done or not. I *want* to enjoy my baby, and I'm not enjoying this one (rereading it, saying "this one" feels so wrong, but I'm leaving it anyway), so my f'ed brain and hormones are apparently thinking, "Hey, maybe it's her and not you! Maybe you'll enjoy another baby more! Have another! Plus, they'll be buddies and keep each other occupied!" Or maybe I'd have another high maintenance baby and lose what's left of my mf'ing mind. I guess I'd just like to feel like I'm enjoying this time, not just surviving and praying that I'll feel happier later and less like I miss my old life.
I also didn't know this was the FFFC thread when I first replied earlier! Oops.
NO FREAKING WAY!!! I have been spelling it wrong this ENTIRE time?!??! I always follow the "I, E, C" rule.
Ugh... sadsies.
3rd grade. 50/50 on the 'shock' and 'whatever, I knew' reactions. One girl got very upset and told me I would not be hearing the jingle bell from The Polar Express.
Sorry, I hope things get better for you. I can't remember what your difficulties with your baby are, but I know for me, when I started to get sleep, I enjoyed my baby a million times more. I did have to take zoloft for a bit, but I am off of it now, and still sleeping and enjoying motherhood.
The whole rhyme is "I before E except after C, or when sounding like "a" as in "neighbor" or "weigh."
And your poor spelling makes me judge you!
Is there a way you can plan a fun day for you with old friends/activities? I was feeling this way a lot until my semester started and I saw all my colleagues regularly. Even if the day would be hard on your DH, if it gives you something to look forward to, enjoy, and remember then it would be worth it.
That's super annoying. I am not looking forward to the day my ILs meet L. AT ALL.
Ari CIO last night... but not on purpose.
He went to be at 7:15 but randomly woke at 12:30. I easily put him back to sleep but it made me super groggy. When he woke at 3:30 to eat (normal time) I looked at the video monitor and then thought it was still 12:30 and hoped he would put himself back to sleep. He was SCREAMING but I was so tired I just fell asleep.
I woke up at 4 to him sleeping... he must have cried himself to sleep
I was then up every 20 minutes hoping he would wake up so I could feed him but he ended up sleeping until 5:30.
I feel like a bad mama today.
Thanks Patella. I always spell Freight Frieght because of the damn I E C rule. But now the sound "a" rule should fix this right up.
I am sorry you are having a tough time. The first 2 months L had colic, reflux and issues with gas, her formula - it was a living nightmare. It started to get better around 3 months but by that time I was a serious PPD mess. I felt horrible. I just didn't feel like I was bonding or even liked my baby, I loved her but I really thought if I didn't get the PPD under control I would have to be committed to a hospital or something.
Not saying this is how you feel but not liking motherhood was a big thing for me too. Now that the PPD is under control life is great. I think going back to work helped too. I would say to go and talk to some one, like a therapist. It really super helped me understand why I was feeling like I did. I am take meds too, maybe that isn't your route but at least try to talk to someone. You will feel better! And PM me if you ever want to talk, I know exactly how you feel --- except I have no thoughts of wanting another baby.
My house doesn't like mustard yellow baby clothes. I have 3 solid yellow color shirts and a white with yellow stripes that have come out of the wash (before being worn) with blue/green color faded into spots. Since they don't look nice and clean we don't wear them. i did not buy most of these, but would have let them wear them as they weren't ugly but not now with the stains....
I learned the ending of that rhyme from my co-worker who had been teaching for over 40 years. Changed my life
My FFFC is part of my response to MsCatra... I do not want another child. DH and I had said we would be one and done anyways, but I wasn't 100% sure that is how I felt and would give it thought later. Now I am sure. I feel bad about this because part of the main reason is because I couldn't handle L's colic. I feel guilty because internally I am blaming her behavior on my decision. I don't resent her at all and that's not what I am saying, I just feel bad that is the reason. The crying non-stop for 2 months took a toll on me and my PPD was really bad. I know that it's in the past now, I feel normal again and she really has turned into a different baby and she is happy. She only cries now when she is tired. I feel good around her now and she is my baby.
This week I confess:
I watch the Real World St. Thomas on mtv.com every Thursday. I look forward to it. We don't have cable so I miss my smutty TV.
Yesterday was the first time I had been at the dentist since 2007 [:]
I have really nice teeth, my husband does not, I hope teeth are more of a nurture situation instead of nature (meaning, as long as L takes care of his they will be nice like mine and he isn't screwed genetics wise)
We were supposed to go out to dinner this weekend but I spent our dinner fund on Christmas presents for Liam. It's not even September yet.
I dip my chili cheese fries in a tiny bit of ketchup. It's delicious.
^^If I had chili cheese fries right now, that would be a wonderful breakfast.
I think that's it for now.
No need to feel guilty, not every one needs to have more than one child. And no matter what, your experience with your child plays a role in the decision to have more. Even if it is just that a child cost so much, or takes up bed room in your house. Millions of variables line up for that decision, not just her colic.
A spin off of an earlier post - as we get into flu season, anyone who posts "I/we don't get the flu shot because it always gives me the flu" or, "I get the flu every year and it isn't bad, hence no need for the flu shot" or "they just added in H1N1/whatever do it is untested!", my opinion of their overall intelligence goes down. If you don't want the shot for other reasons, more power to you, but those 3 drive me INSANE. It is new every.single.year. It is a dead virus. The flu is an evil *** that sucks donkey balls, snd yes can/does kill. That stomach bug you had was NOT the flu. End rant
Don't feel bad. We were one and done for a loooong time, and it was 100% due to how difficult DS1 was as an infant and the trouble I had adjusting/dealing with it. I didn't feel badly about the decision at all, because I knew that in order to be the best mom I could be to DS1 I could only have 1 - my bandwidth could not handle 2 (at that point). Obviously things changed as DS1 got older (terrible infant often equals awesome toddler/preschooler in my opinion!) and we changed our minds. DS2 is a wonderful addition to our family, and the 5 year age difference is perfect for us . But, if we had stayed a family of 3 it would have been fine - IMO there are a lot of advantages to being an only child.
Oh my God. You are now being punished by Santa and his chapstick-sized portions of ice cream.