My confession is that despite always being the voice of reason when
people start freaking out about leaving their kid....I'm starting to
freak out about leaving my kid.
We've booked our trip to Puerto
Rico for 6 days (TR-Tues). The in laws are coming up to watch Nolan.
He'll go to daycare on the weekdays. He's only met them a handful of
times. We're leaving so early in the morning that we can't say goodbye.
I really hope that we can enjoy the trip without me being sad the whole
time.
I very rarely have a FFFC. But today I have 2! Er, that is to say HAD two. I thought of my second one last night as I was falling asleep. But of course I forgot it.
I need to preface my FFFC that I know that many of you have struggled with IF. Please don't take my confession as me trying to make light of any of your situations. But I guess that's why this is an FFFC.
My sister and her H lead this weird, alternative medicine sort of life and tend to be a bit preachy to and judgey of those who don't. They read a lot of stuff by Dr. Mercola, who I honestly think is a quack. I've mentioned here before that they don't want to vaccinate their kids. She doesn't wear sunscreen at all, not even the mineral based ones. She doesn't believe in taking medication, just vitamins. They buy raw milk and don't eat any soy whatsoever. They think their way is best and that everything the masses do is far inferior to what they're doing for their own health. She's also extremely thin, like her body is concave, with no body fat. She needs to eat a few buttery cookies and gooey cheeseburgers. Clearly, I'm definitely more of an "everything in moderation" kind of girl.
They are probably going to TTC soon. They're talking about it. I kind of hope they have a little trouble getting pg, just so they might see that their extreme way of doing things doesn't mean that it's better than anyone else's.
You may want to direct her to the article about the couple in Europe who lived this way. Their infant died from malnutrition because the mother ate an extreme vegan style diet and was malnourished herself, and the baby was breastfed. I'm pretty sure the parents are actually being charged for the baby's death.
I haven't had any cigarettes since we decided we would try to conceive, so about a month before I got pregnant with Kate. Before then, I was smoking about two a day. I just couldn't give up those two. I have been so stressed lately with this move that I had my husband steal two from my MIL's pack and I had them the other night after Kate went to bed. I smoked them outside, came in and showered and brushed my teeth twice and gargled. I felt extremely guilty but those were the best two cigarettes of my life.
This one really makes me an asshole, so buckle up...
I don't actually love one of my grandmothers. She's a ridiculous liar and AW who has taken advantage of the fact that my parents are the only family she has who are willing to help her out in her old age (upper 80's). I hate that my sweet IL's have fallen for her "woe is me" act. My grandpa, on the other hand, was one of the most amazing and wonderful people in the whole world.
I don't WISH this on her at all, but the fact that the Alzheimers took HIM away from us (mentally, he's still alive) so many years ago seems like a horrible joke. He was a kind, hard working, selfless man, and now he's the one incapable of speech and even the most basic interaction while she has only ever thought of herself and she's doing just fine. I know that diseases are impersonal, and don't adhere to some law of cosmic justice, but it's still shitty and it makes me sad. I invited her to Baby Aggie's birthday party because it's not worth the hassle of dealing with NOT inviting her, but the thought of dealing with her histrionics and listening to her go on and on and on about every imagined problem and ailment she has...is exhausting. Ugh.
I don't think this is flameful but my aunt totally does.
I let D play with baby dolls. My sister is in charge of the preschool program at or church and is constantly bringing home toys to clean. When D gets to her house in the morning the toys are usually next to his. He picks them up, gives them a kiss, and hands them to me. Sometimes he walks around holding them. I just think it means he will be a good father one day.
This one really makes me an asshole, so buckle up...
I don't actually love one of my grandmothers. She's a ridiculous liar and AW who has taken advantage of the fact that my parents are the only family she has who are willing to help her out in her old age (upper 80's). I hate that my sweet IL's have fallen for her "woe is me" act. My grandpa, on the other hand, was one of the most amazing and wonderful people in the whole world.
I don't WISH this on her at all, but the fact that the Alzheimers took HIM away from us (mentally, he's still alive) so many years ago seems like a horrible joke. He was a kind, hard working, selfless man, and now he's the one incapable of speech and even the most basic interaction while she has only ever thought of herself and she's doing just fine. I know that diseases are impersonal, and don't adhere to some law of cosmic justice, but it's still shitty and it makes me sad. I invited her to Baby Aggie's birthday party because it's not worth the hassle of dealing with NOT inviting her, but the thought of dealing with her histrionics and listening to her go on and on and on about every imagined problem and ailment she has...is exhausting. Ugh.
I don't love my grandmother from my dad's side of the family. She is a selfish woman who told him throughout the course of his life that he was worthless and wouldn't amount to anything. Then day before he died, he asked her if he could borrow $10,000 to save our house (they are extremely wealthy...they have a house in both Massachusetts and Florida, etc.) She said no. At his funeral, she pulled me aside and I thought she was going to offer her condolences. Instead she said "your dad had us consign on a student loan for you and I'm not about to shell out 6 grand when that goes into default so you have to call your school like...yesterday."
She also stopped giving me and my siblings birthday money because she wanted to start saving up for her 3rd house and needed to make some cuts.
All of the other grand kids still get gifts.
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I haven't had any cigarettes since we decided we would try to conceive, so about a month before I got pregnant with Kate. Before then, I was smoking about two a day. I just couldn't give up those two. I have been so stressed lately with this move that I had my husband steal two from my MIL's pack and I had them the other night after Kate went to bed. I smoked them outside, came in and showered and brushed my teeth twice and gargled. I felt extremely guilty but those were the best two cigarettes of my life.
No flames! I'm absolutely jealous. I've not had a cigarette since we started talking about TTC (and honestly, I'm happy with that!) but I think about it ALL the time lately!
Ugh, I'm jealous. I haven't had a cig since November 2008. Sometimes when people walk by after they've been smoking, I'll follow the smoke trail with my nose because it smells so delicious.
This one really makes me an asshole, so buckle up...
I don't actually love one of my grandmothers. She's a ridiculous liar and AW who has taken advantage of the fact that my parents are the only family she has who are willing to help her out in her old age (upper 80's). I hate that my sweet IL's have fallen for her "woe is me" act. My grandpa, on the other hand, was one of the most amazing and wonderful people in the whole world.
I don't WISH this on her at all, but the fact that the Alzheimers took HIM away from us (mentally, he's still alive) so many years ago seems like a horrible joke. He was a kind, hard working, selfless man, and now he's the one incapable of speech and even the most basic interaction while she has only ever thought of herself and she's doing just fine. I know that diseases are impersonal, and don't adhere to some law of cosmic justice, but it's still shitty and it makes me sad. I invited her to Baby Aggie's birthday party because it's not worth the hassle of dealing with NOT inviting her, but the thought of dealing with her histrionics and listening to her go on and on and on about every imagined problem and ailment she has...is exhausting. Ugh.
I don't love my grandmother from my dad's side of the family. She is a selfish woman who told him throughout the course of his life that he was worthless and wouldn't amount to anything.
Then day before he died, he asked her if he could borrow $10,000 to save our house (they are extremely wealthy...they have a house in both Massachusetts and Florida, etc.)
She said no.
At his funeral, she pulled me aside and I thought she was going to offer her condolences. Instead she said "your dad had us consign on a student loan for you and I'm not about to shell out 6 grand when that goes into default so you have to call your school like...yesterday."
She also stopped giving me and my siblings birthday money because she wanted to start saving up for her 3rd house and needed to make some cuts.
All of the other grand kids still get gifts.
I'm so sorry @Lgamache90...this made my jaw drop. What a heartless bitch.
@aggiedaner, I don't think it makes you an asshole at all. I don't like one of my aunts because she's a straight-up bitch. We aren't required to like people just because they are family.
I hate belonging to a union and I'm opting out of it the second I get the paper in the mail.
I pay tons of money and they never do shit for me. They also never tell us anything. We're in negotiations and anytime I ask a steward they say, "We're working on it." I pay you $80 a month...care to tell me what you're working on? Oh, a 2% raise in exchange for taking away our personal time and allowing our managers to schedule us full-time hours? SUCK IT.
Here's another one. At the last swap I picked up one of those backpack (monkey) harness/leash things. No idea if I'll ever use it, but if the need arises...
My grandma hasn't been the nicest person either. She's always been bitter and never happy for anyone. Not her 9 kids or her 50 grandkids. My mom told me when they would tell her they were pregnant she would say "Again?" Now she's bed ridden and my family in Houston (where she lives) take turns taking care of her, but it seems none of them are happy to do it. Or rather, they don't find joy in it, KWIM? When someone has been an amazing person your whole life and you get the opportunity to pay it back, you find joy in it. When I grew up, I no longer made trips out there. Mostly because our trips are always out to San Diego to visit the IL's. But I don't even have the desire to call her up because she won't talk much. She says "Hi, yes, no, bye". I called her a couple months ago when i knew she wasn't doing well and she was in the hospital and I told her "you must be going crazy being in bed in the same room all the time, I know I would be." and she snapped "I'm not crazy." In a bitter tone like I was accusing her of something. I was like "ok well bye". I feel like I'm not conveying enough how much of a nice person she isn't. But these are the examples that come to mind. Anyway, I feel bad that I don't feel bad enough. Like I don't wish death on her, but when she passes I can't see myself bawling over it.
Mom of 2 monkeys and 1 on the way! Christian12/06, Liam 08/12, Monkey #3 10/10
I haven't had any cigarettes since we decided we would try to conceive, so about a month before I got pregnant with Kate. Before then, I was smoking about two a day. I just couldn't give up those two. I have been so stressed lately with this move that I had my husband steal two from my MIL's pack and I had them the other night after Kate went to bed. I smoked them outside, came in and showered and brushed my teeth twice and gargled. I felt extremely guilty but those were the best two cigarettes of my life.
Another mama here that quit when TTC, so I haven't had one in about 2 years... my mom is visiting this week and smokes... I've been tempted but somehow managed not to do it yet. I'm worried I'll give in before she goes!
I'm so tired of this party planning, that I'm just going to buy cookies for W's party instead of making them. I'm making his smash cake, and helping my Memaw make cupcakes, and everything else, I just don't have the energy to make cookies for 20 people.
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I am not super crazy about watching what DS does. I'm not there ever second he falls or bumps into things. I know when he actually gets hurt on things but I don't hover around him and put invisible bubble wrap on him so he won't get hurt. In my mind, since he's a boy, he's going to always get into things and cause trouble. If I try an prevent him from exploring like this we are going to have an awful relationship because I'm always telling him no. I feel he has to experience things for himself and if it hurts him he has to understand why instead of me just trying to tell him. I think my mom judges me because I'm not always there pulling him off things and redirecting him.
FFFC #2: I have never watched RHONJ, gossip girl, Desperate Housewives, the Bachelor/ette, Jersey Shore, or Sex and the City. Oh and Grey's I only watched for 2 seasons.
Oh, #3 FFC...I haven't MADE anything for Nolan's bday. Not the cake, not a highchair decoration...nothing. Bought it all premade. And...I'm relatively stress free.
I am not super crazy about watching what DS does. I'm not there ever second he falls or bumps into things. I know when he actually gets hurt on things but I don't hover around him and put invisible bubble wrap on him so he won't get hurt. In my mind, since he's a boy, he's going to always get into things and cause trouble. If I try an prevent him from exploring like this we are going to have an awful relationship because I'm always telling him no. I feel he has to experience things for himself and if it hurts him he has to understand why instead of me just trying to tell him. I think my mom judges me because I'm not always there pulling him off things and redirecting him.
FFFC #2: I have never watched RHONJ, gossip girl, Desperate Housewives, the Bachelor/ette, Jersey Shore, or Sex and the City. Oh and Grey's I only watched for 2 seasons.
I pretty much let W roam the house. And I don't have much "child proofed". When he starts boo hooing, I come running.
MIL is always asking how he got this bump, that scratch, etc, and I always say "I don't know", then she starts in on her "don't you watch him?!". Truthfully, no. If he's in his bedroom playing, I let him be. If he drug out some pots and pans in the kitchen, I let him be. He doesn't need me hovering over him making sure he doesn't bump his head on door frames.
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This one really makes me an asshole, so buckle up...
I don't actually love one of my grandmothers. She's a ridiculous liar and AW who has taken advantage of the fact that my parents are the only family she has who are willing to help her out in her old age (upper 80's). I hate that my sweet IL's have fallen for her "woe is me" act. My grandpa, on the other hand, was one of the most amazing and wonderful people in the whole world.
I don't WISH this on her at all, but the fact that the Alzheimers took HIM away from us (mentally, he's still alive) so many years ago seems like a horrible joke. He was a kind, hard working, selfless man, and now he's the one incapable of speech and even the most basic interaction while she has only ever thought of herself and she's doing just fine. I know that diseases are impersonal, and don't adhere to some law of cosmic justice, but it's still shitty and it makes me sad. I invited her to Baby Aggie's birthday party because it's not worth the hassle of dealing with NOT inviting her, but the thought of dealing with her histrionics and listening to her go on and on and on about every imagined problem and ailment she has...is exhausting. Ugh.
I don't love my grandmother from my dad's side of the family. She is a selfish woman who told him throughout the course of his life that he was worthless and wouldn't amount to anything. Then day before he died, he asked her if he could borrow $10,000 to save our house (they are extremely wealthy...they have a house in both Massachusetts and Florida, etc.) She said no. At his funeral, she pulled me aside and I thought she was going to offer her condolences. Instead she said "your dad had us consign on a student loan for you and I'm not about to shell out 6 grand when that goes into default so you have to call your school like...yesterday."
She also stopped giving me and my siblings birthday money because she wanted to start saving up for her 3rd house and needed to make some cuts.
All of the other grand kids still get gifts.
Holy crap. You guys have some shitty grandmas. Makes mine look like an angel. I'm sorry they're such mean people!
I very rarely have a FFFC. But today I have 2! Er, that is to say HAD two. I thought of my second one last night as I was falling asleep. But of course I forgot it.
I need to preface my FFFC that I know that many of you have struggled with IF. Please don't take my confession as me trying to make light of any of your situations. But I guess that's why this is an FFFC.
My sister and her H lead this weird, alternative medicine sort of life and tend to be a bit preachy to and judgey of those who don't. They read a lot of stuff by Dr. Mercola, who I honestly think is a quack. I've mentioned here before that they don't want to vaccinate their kids. She doesn't wear sunscreen at all, not even the mineral based ones. She doesn't believe in taking medication, just vitamins. They buy raw milk and don't eat any soy whatsoever. They think their way is best and that everything the masses do is far inferior to what they're doing for their own health. She's also extremely thin, like her body is concave, with no body fat. She needs to eat a few buttery cookies and gooey cheeseburgers. Clearly, I'm definitely more of an "everything in moderation" kind of girl.
They are probably going to TTC soon. They're talking about it. I kind of hope they have a little trouble getting pg, just so they might see that their extreme way of doing things doesn't mean that it's better than anyone else's.
Though if they do have trouble, they could be like me and end up conceiving using acupuncture and Chinese herbs, and it would only reinforce their views I had never done those things before, but now I'm a big believer in alternative medicine. Obviously it doesn't work for all issues or all people, but it definitely made a difference for me.
BFP #1 9/2010 (lost our baby at 21 weeks)
BFP #2 8/2011 (ectopic pregnancy)
BFP #3 10/2011 (chemical pregnancy)
BFP #4 12/2011 (Abigail born 8/15/12)
BFP #5 5/2013 (Griffin born 1/23/14 with heart defects, now repaired!)
Oh, #3 FFC...I haven't MADE anything for Nolan's bday. Not the cake, not a highchair decoration...nothing. Bought it all premade. And...I'm relatively stress free.
I made C's smash cake, but only because I already had a cake mold to go with our theme. Also, it was cheap. Everything else was store bought, and the meal was catered. I'm not going to let Pinterest make me feel like a bad mom, lol. Do it the stress free way!
I was going to make the smash cake, but his big cake came with one so...Yeah...not turning down free cake. We're grilling hot dogs and hamburgers for the party.
I'm probably gonna get a lot of hate for this one but I just reminded myself of it while I was talking to my student worker (former USAF):
I hope that as he grows up, DS shows no interest in joining the military. If there is a war going on and he joins and gets deployed I think I would lose it. I would probably go insane and/or kill myself if he were to die while enlisted.
I hope to God that my view on this changes as he gets older because I have a lot if extended family and friends who are in the military and I appreciate what they and the rest of the military do for my country. I would love to be proud of DS's choice if he joined instead of feeling scared and selfish about it. But right now, nope, never gonna happen. I won't allow it.
I left the water jug empty in the water dispenser at work. Totally flame worthy in my book, bc I'm an @$$ when it comes to calling others out on that. But I had on a rather tight fitted skirt suit with heels on and didn't want to rip anything rendering me indisposed... (worthy enough excuse, right?)
I don't think this is flameful but my aunt totally does.
I let D play with baby dolls. My sister is in charge of the preschool program at or church and is constantly bringing home toys to clean. When D gets to her house in the morning the toys are usually next to his. He picks them up, gives them a kiss, and hands them to me. Sometimes he walks around holding them. I just think it means he will be a good father one day.
My FFFC: I would side-eye a parent who limits their kid's toys based on stereotypical gender roles. Dude's FAVORITE thing is his sister's pink princess tent. He loves our play kitchen, DD's Disney princess dolls and baby dolls, and puts DD's sparkly tiara on his head all the time. Would I go out of my way to buy him something "girly" without him asking for it? No. But if he finds a toy and likes it I'm not going to take it away because it's too "girly".
High five, girls!!! O does the same with big sis' toys. If he's happily playing then I'm happy. I don't get what the big deal is but my family would flip out if they saw him playing with C's Rapunzel doll and putting on her tiaras. I think it's freaking cute and all part of being little brother to a big sister who loves princesses. He's been C's dress up buddy since day one. And it all started with a ring
I'm finally getting my last name changed professionally. Makes me kinda sad. I've been married 3 years but held on to my maiden name as long as possible. "SHE" was the one with the degree. Now I feel kinda like I'm betraying her. DH will be thrilled though.
@Medhp00 - I posted that site in response to BBJ's work drama. You can search certain states! I found one in my hometown but didn't know her.
"To be able to practice five things everywhere under heaven constitutes perfect virtue...gravity, generosity of soul, sincerity, earnestness, and kindness."
I hate belonging to a union and I'm opting out of it the second I get the paper in the mail.
I pay tons of money and they never do shit for me. They also never tell us anything. We're in negotiations and anytime I ask a steward they say, "We're working on it." I pay you $80 a month...care to tell me what you're working on? Oh, a 2% raise in exchange for taking away our personal time and allowing our managers to schedule us full-time hours? SUCK IT.
I am opting out now that I can, too. I was just fine in Florida for six years with no union representation. I disagree with many things our union advocates for, so I'm happy to have an out. I didn't sign up for the new dues system. I just need to send a certified letter to our union and the district.
Cutting trees - I'm part of the union because special education teachers are the most likely to get sued out of any other teacher in the district. You'd be amazed at what parents have threatened to sue over.
DS's birthday party is tomorrow and my heart is just not in it. I didn't do anything special. Bought 95% of the stuff vs making it. He has an outfit to match the party. I'm wearing something I already own. I think if DH were here it would be different.
Cutting trees - I'm part of the union because special education teachers are the most likely to get sued out of any other teacher in the district. You'd be amazed at what parents have threatened to sue over.
DS's birthday party is tomorrow and my heart is just not in it. I didn't do anything special. Bought 95% of the stuff vs making it. He has an outfit to match the party. I'm wearing something I already own. I think if DH were here it would be different.
Re: Friday, Friday, Gettin' Down on Friday !!!
As of yet, I have no real confessions.
We've booked our trip to Puerto Rico for 6 days (TR-Tues). The in laws are coming up to watch Nolan. He'll go to daycare on the weekdays. He's only met them a handful of times. We're leaving so early in the morning that we can't say goodbye. I really hope that we can enjoy the trip without me being sad the whole time.
I let D play with baby dolls. My sister is in charge of the preschool program at or church and is constantly bringing home toys to clean. When D gets to her house in the morning the toys are usually next to his. He picks them up, gives them a kiss, and hands them to me. Sometimes he walks around holding them. I just think it means he will be a good father one day.
Then day before he died, he asked her if he could borrow $10,000 to save our house (they are extremely wealthy...they have a house in both Massachusetts and Florida, etc.)
She said no.
At his funeral, she pulled me aside and I thought she was going to offer her condolences. Instead she said "your dad had us consign on a student loan for you and I'm not about to shell out 6 grand when that goes into default so you have to call your school like...yesterday."
She also stopped giving me and my siblings birthday money because she wanted to start saving up for her 3rd house and needed to make some cuts.
All of the other grand kids still get gifts.
SCANDAL!
I pay tons of money and they never do shit for me. They also never tell us anything. We're in negotiations and anytime I ask a steward they say, "We're working on it." I pay you $80 a month...care to tell me what you're working on? Oh, a 2% raise in exchange for taking away our personal time and allowing our managers to schedule us full-time hours? SUCK IT.
SCANDAL!
Mom of 2 monkeys and 1 on the way!
Christian12/06, Liam 08/12, Monkey #3 10/10
FFFC #2: I have never watched RHONJ, gossip girl, Desperate Housewives, the Bachelor/ette, Jersey Shore, or Sex and the City. Oh and Grey's I only watched for 2 seasons.
MIL is always asking how he got this bump, that scratch, etc, and I always say "I don't know", then she starts in on her "don't you watch him?!". Truthfully, no. If he's in his bedroom playing, I let him be. If he drug out some pots and pans in the kitchen, I let him be. He doesn't need me hovering over him making sure he doesn't bump his head on door frames.
In my defense, I hate them, so I never make them, but I thought it'd try something new for G. He hated it. We resorted to a bowl of Cheerios instead.
SCANDAL!
I hope that as he grows up, DS shows no interest in joining the military. If there is a war going on and he joins and gets deployed I think I would lose it. I would probably go insane and/or kill myself if he were to die while enlisted.
I hope to God that my view on this changes as he gets older because I have a lot if extended family and friends who are in the military and I appreciate what they and the rest of the military do for my country. I would love to be proud of DS's choice if he joined instead of feeling scared and selfish about it. But right now, nope, never gonna happen. I won't allow it.
I find this funny. I've been making grilled cheese sandwiches since I was 10.
I find this funny. I've been making grilled cheese sandwiches since I was 10. Well, when I was 10 I was watching Saved By the Bell, woman! You need to watch ALL EPISODES!
Touché
High five, girls!!!
O does the same with big sis' toys. If he's happily playing then I'm happy. I don't get what the big deal is but my family would flip out if they saw him playing with C's Rapunzel doll and putting on her tiaras. I think it's freaking cute and all part of being little brother to a big sister who loves princesses. He's been C's dress up buddy since day one. And it all started with a ring
I am opting out now that I can, too. I was just fine in Florida for six years with no union representation. I disagree with many things our union advocates for, so I'm happy to have an out. I didn't sign up for the new dues system. I just need to send a certified letter to our union and the district.
DS's birthday party is tomorrow and my heart is just not in it. I didn't do anything special. Bought 95% of the stuff vs making it. He has an outfit to match the party. I'm wearing something I already own. I think if DH were here it would be different.