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April 2015 Moms
dana1047
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Monday Post Thanksgiving Rants? Post them here!!
dana1047
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I hope everyone had a fabulous Thanksgiving and ate lots of good stuff!!
Family is the best! They're also the best at pissing us off. What got under your skin or on your last nerve during this holiday Thankfulness?
Family is the best! They're also the best at pissing us off. What got under your skin or on your last nerve during this holiday Thankfulness?
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Re: Monday Post Thanksgiving Rants? Post them here!!
My sister got food poisoning. It was terrible...think puking our car window terrible!!
My grandma called my mom Saturday to tell her she was diagnosed with the flu. Thankfully, I've had my flu shot.
We watched football Saturday with some of the loudest, most obnoxious members of my husband's family.
My holiday was filled with Petri dish family!!
Nephew and PF weigh exactly the same. FIL always claims that PF is too heavy for him to pick up, yet he picks up Nephew all the time. MIL and FIL claim that taking care of PF is too difficult for them because she doesn't walk (she scoots on her butt), and she doesn't talk. She communicates her needs far better than Nephew does through a combination of pointing, signing, and the few words she has. They also refuse to learn how to use her feeding tube. Which leaves me in a massive bind for when I go into labor, as my mother (who is NOT afraid of her granddaughter) will be moving to the west coast in the next few months.
Nephew is a terror - I understand 2 year old boys, but this kid is never disciplined, is whiny, and really rather spoiled.
I was barely spoken to, they didn't ask anything about the new baby. It was a hard enough day since it was the 3rd anniversary of losing my dad, and it was made that much harder by their actions with the grandkids (there are only the two right now), and lack of engaging with me.
I should have just napped the whole time we were there. I'm glad we went home Thursday night rather than Friday or Saturday as planned.
That was a rather long rant. Want a cookie for getting through it?
My husband's 27 year old cousin came to Thanksgiving with the biggest sour look on her face. She clearly didn't want to be there, made nasty remarks all night and was extremely loud once football came on. Like, crazy cheering, jumping up and down all by herself loud. I originally thought she was a teenager because of her behavior so I was shocked to hear that she was 27. Grow up and go somewhere else if you don't want to be with us! Sheesh.
"Actually I'm 19 weeks but thanks for keeping track."
My poor mom though, she hosted this year and they all decided to cook beef tenderloin instead of turkey. She roasted it the oven (I have had it like that before and it was amazing). My grandma and uncle complained that they wanted it sliced and grilled. Dad told them they could host next year.
Also, grandma pushed the dinner back to 7, so most of my aunts and uncles had already eaten a big meal or two, and she had way too much food. I think she was just all around annoyed with everyone.
At a football tailgate on Saturday, a lady did ask my if I was having a gerbil because I was "way to small for 19 weeks." Then she told me she gained between 80-90 lbs with each pregnancy. Um...I'd rather not base my weight gain on that, but thanks for your judgey comments stranger lady!
Wed night we got hit with a snowstorm and lost power until Sat. Thu we go to my smokey in-laws' house (who have power, but no cable or internet so we get to hear FIL complain the whole weekend about that), and see DH's SIL walking down the street carrying her guitar case. We got to the house and DH's old bedroom is locked. My BIL was fighting with his wife so he spent the night in that room. No one had a clue his wife had left and was walking down the street hitchhiking. The room stank because BIL only showers occasionally and he smoked in the room. DH goes for a beer run and picks up SIL on the way and BIL & SIL make up. We have a nice dinner.
After dinner (some of us hasn't finished eating yet) BIL & SIL pack up leftovers to take home with them, because they have to leave the next day (late afternoon, to go to Thanksgiving at her Mom's house) and basically everytime we have a meal they take everything that isn't nailed down even though they don't contribute to the meal. Then my FIL gets pissed and bitches/yells at my DH because the food is gone, even though he knows it's his other son.
We come home on Sat, get power back and shower/wash everything we brought with us, but something still smells like cigarettes...it's the dog. They smoke so much my dog reeks of it. Yuck!
Well now we are in the mist of bedtime hell. And my son apparently thinks when he wakes up MOTN it's time to play and watch YouTube. Nope. Not with momma.
I'm holding we get back on bedtime track soon. Really soon.
While at my in laws house, my husband's aunt made a comment about how my belly got substantially more pronounced since we last saw eachother. Fair enough, because it was a fact. What really pinched my balls was that my MIL immediately chimed in with "oh, well you were big to begin with anyway!" And then back peddled when she saw my reaction with "It was probably just the meds they had you on, which is why you were so bloated." She said this LOUDLY in front of my husband's ENTIRE FAMILY. So then I had to deal with the unnecessary questions about the meds I was on and why... and if I lied about it my MIL corrected me. I DON'T WANT EVERYONE IN HIS OR MY FAMILY KNOWING WE HAVE FERTILITY ISSUES! That topic in itself brought on a whole new round of question, some of which were painful. One relative blatantly asked me if we'd had any losses, and boasted she never had a problem. Good for you, sweetie.
I was mortified. And very angry. We left shortly after.
I officially hate Thanksgiving.
We are avoiding that house like the plague next year.
(Formerly known as amandastewart51813)
And @jamiesc58 I agree, grandma gets to sit where she likes because you know, respect your elders and all that.
My mother in law informed me at Thanksgiving that I needed to figure out a name for our baby because she was 'tired of telling people her grandson's name was Cletus." First of all, you're doing that all on your own, we only said that ONCE as a joke because she asked us weekly what names we were thinking about when we weren't even talking about them. Then when I explained to her that I was having a hard time with a boy name because I don't particularly like boy names that much, her and her sister sat there throwing out random names and got mad at me when I told them I didn't like them. If I even remotely liked a name they were all like "SEE!! THAT SHOULD BE YOUR BABY'S NAME!!!" I get that they're excited, but DAMN calm down. We will name the baby when we name the baby. If it takes until the day he is born, he will have a name and we'll let you know what it is.
My husband woke up Friday with a fever that radiated heat from his entire body and a sore throat and body aches. He wasn't off and had to go to work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday (he was the technician on call and he got a LOT of calls). He finally went to the doctor today and he has strep and the flu. He's been miserable. He's at home presumably asleep because he hasn't responded to any of my texts after informing me that he got 'two giant shots in the ass.' I really hope our record of never transmitting sicknesses continues. I DO NOT want that mess.
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In addition he complained about everything, was incredibly rude to SILs fiancé and his family, and made my saint of a MIL cry. He's a peach.
Not Thanksgiving related, but my rant is that my coworker that sits closest to me has been breathing SO FREAKING LOUDLY!!!!!!!!! It is so obnoxious!!! I feel like he's sucking all the air out of the room!
Not as bad as some of the rants, but still, I'm annoyed.
Fast forward to Monday when H sees his mom, she called me selfish and a slew of other things and told H I need to "sacrifice" for the family. For days, H and his mom went back and forth and finally I sent her a message and called her out for all the crap she said and told her that I won't be around if her friend is. She immediately back peddled and said she didn't mean it and so on so forth. She cried, said she loved me and blah blah blah.
I just found out that she's still running her mouth to H of all people. H has supported me and told her that she's making it very easy to for us to cut her out of my life and LO's life. Unfortunately, it won't be so easy for H to avoid her since they own a business together and she'll be working with him for at least another 6 months. I'm so annoyed that she has so much to say when I'm not around, but when we are face to face she's all smiles. I've pretty much decided I'll be avoiding her as much as humanely possibly because I won't be able to look her in the face without wanting to lose it for awhile.
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We're in the process of getting a secondary medicaid waiver for her. It's a long process, though. So no nursing care for her. I *have* trained babysitters/nannies on the feeding tube with no problems. So it's less nursing that she needs and more childcare without being afraid of her tube. Our current sitter is amazing and I would happily pay her to come stay with PF while I'm in the hospital except that she has her own kid to get off to school in the mornings and such.
Honestly, if it's during the week, PF is in school from 7:15am until 3:30pm (bus pick up and drop off included in that time frame). I just need someone from late afternoon through the night. It's 2 feedings per day, and I'm not anticipating a long hospital stay.
I'm only 19 weeks with my first. I'm 5'8 and 120 pre-pregnancy. I felt when I got pregnant I lost all the other fat around my body (face,legs, arms, etc.) and it moved to my belly. I finally just really started showing and was happy with my little bump!
Then I start getting comments from my aunts side. "Wow, you lost a lot of weight! Are you sure your pregnant? Are you okay? Your really skinny!" It's like I can't catch a break with my weight. Before pregnancy, I lost just alittle over 40 pounds. I wasn't a "fat" person, just thicker. So the change was noticeable. Now my cousin who is a few months younger than me and overweight, doesn't get shit from the family about her weight.
I can't catch a break.
Which is perfectly fine, except that they have been married for 13 years and have never gone over there before and she didn't tell anyone she was going over there until the day before thanksgiving. Well that made my GMIL bitter but whatever she can what she wants and that just meant less time I would have to hear her bitch about her worthless husband and how they have no money and blah blah blah. Well my H and I were getting ready to head to my grandparents house around 5 and in walks my MIL and SIL ( no one likes my MIL's husband and he isn't my H's dad). Well she asked us what we were getting ready for and I told her that we had to go to my grandparents house and she got pissed off because we were leaving. Needless to say we got into a pretty heated argument because she changed her plans the day before and I have a large family that I need to see. My husband has been active duty for the past 3 years and we have lived 13 hours away. Now we are home and I want to be with my family also. It's all about compromise and his family just doesn't understand what that word means. Luckily my husband had my back 100% and we went on about our business. It just drives me bonkers!