I went to drop off lunch for my husband a work today and the security guard at his job congratulated me on the baby going in and then when I was leaving he stopped me and told me to wrap my stomach tight so it goes back to normal and to wash my "thing" with hot water. Yes, he called it my thing.
My neighbors - the Jones's, some of you may remember my complaining of them before on previous occasions - just stopped by with a Tupperware thing of muffins for us and 'new baby'. I'm grateful, I really am. They smell fantastic. And they have been standoffish to us since day one, so its real sweet. But, they also came to the backdoor when anybody who had ears could hear that DH is out there in the front yard doing yard work (he's running the weed whacker). So, here I am on my couch wearing only a pair of undies and a button up shirt that is completely unbuttoned and thrown open cause LO is trying to nurse. Luckily DS his my boobs and the boppy his my undies, but seriously? Who does this? Who stops by the back door of a property with whom the people who live there you are not very friendly with, and you know that yesterday was their first day home with a newborn? Would it not be logical to assume they may be napping? Or crying inconsolably on the couch? Or only half dressed when sitting in a back room of their home? Especially when you can hear a resident of the home being active in the front yard? And even if you didn't, wouldn't you still just go to the front door? Its takes 1 more minute to walk to. So at least a girl can grab a robe or something, damn.
Luckily, DH came inside and got the door for them. Otherwise I would have had to stand up and expose myself with them both peeking in the window, lol
@mellymar A neighbor of ours showed up the day after we got home from the hospital and started knocking...I couldn't answer because I was half naked and nursing the baby on the couch, and my husband was napping in the bedroom. The house was dead quiet so I thought she would assume no one was home and leave...but she started banging insistently instead! I grabbed my cell and called DH to come get the door and as he groggily stumbled out of the bedroom SHE STARTED JIGGLING THE DOORKNOB. Once he got to the door she said she "just wanted to meet the baby" so he told her this wasn't a good time because we weren't dressed and the baby was eating...and she tried arguing with him, saying "no, it's okay, I don't mind!" No, idiot, it's not okay because we DO mind! Holy shit!
Then yesterday she pulled the same crap, except DH was working so DD answered the door. She tried actually pushing past DD and just walking into my house despite being told by DD that I wasn't dressed and being able to hear baby screaming to be fed. I had to yell at her from the other room that she couldn't come in right now before she finally left, and after DH got home she came over AGAIN (but I was ready to deal with it this time) so we met her on the porch and explained to her that she can't come by whenever she feels like it because we need a lot of privacy right now...and all she had to say, over and over again, was that she wanted to meet our baby.
@NotISaidtheCat What. The. Holy. F*¢k. Seriously, neighbors? For real? Your neighbor be trippin. I could see her saying she was juggling the knob cause she was afraid something happened to you, but she didn't even have the courtesy to pretend that she was worried about you! Or bring some effing muffins! Just me, me, me! Me want to see baby!
Since I had DS with me and they were in the room, I gave DS to DH and he 'presented' baby to the neighbors while I pulled my shirt together. And they ooh-ed and aah-ed and she cries out 'I want one!'. Um... So go down to the baby store and get one? You have grandkids, lady. You know how they made.
It blows my mind how these people think we've just come home from the hospital and got up that morning and said to ourselves 'better put on my good pants and do my hair and make up just in case some random person stops by today'. Like we are sitting around our homes, primped and ready and just waiting for the surprise visitor.
I hate that people think it's okay to stick their fingers in my kid's mouth. My MIL was doing it yesterday and my BIL was doing it today. Your finger is not a pacifier. Do not stick your finger in her mouth.
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Luckily, DH came inside and got the door for them. Otherwise I would have had to stand up and expose myself with them both peeking in the window, lol
that is all. =P~
Then yesterday she pulled the same crap, except DH was working so DD answered the door. She tried actually pushing past DD and just walking into my house despite being told by DD that I wasn't dressed and being able to hear baby screaming to be fed. I had to yell at her from the other room that she couldn't come in right now before she finally left, and after DH got home she came over AGAIN (but I was ready to deal with it this time) so we met her on the porch and explained to her that she can't come by whenever she feels like it because we need a lot of privacy right now...and all she had to say, over and over again, was that she wanted to meet our baby.
She didn't even bring a single muffin [-(
Since I had DS with me and they were in the room, I gave DS to DH and he 'presented' baby to the neighbors while I pulled my shirt together. And they ooh-ed and aah-ed and she cries out 'I want one!'. Um... So go down to the baby store and get one? You have grandkids, lady. You know how they made.
It blows my mind how these people think we've just come home from the hospital and got up that morning and said to ourselves 'better put on my good pants and do my hair and make up just in case some random person stops by today'. Like we are sitting around our homes, primped and ready and just waiting for the surprise visitor.
Your neighbor story wins. Hands down @-)