November 2015 Moms
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Holiday Horrors
RaisingJulian
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I hope everyone's having a wonderful Christmas but I know that alot of us have some great stories to tell! I thought with everyone celebrating the holidays having somewhere to share our holiday horror stories would be great!
My family celebrates Christmas on Christmas Eve so yesterday I was over at my grandparents house & my grandpa asked to hold LO. Well idk what was going on in my grandpas head but he tried to put my 1 month old baby in a toy shopping cart & wasn't supporting his head or anything. He was also trying to give him to a 2 year old to hold. I walked back in to the living room & seen my LO's head flopping around & my entire family staring at my grandpa in horror but no one told him anything of course. I told my grandpa that what he was doing was not okay & took LO for a diaper change but he didn't seem to understand what he did wrong. Let's just say my grandpa & I aren't on the best terms anymore..
My family celebrates Christmas on Christmas Eve so yesterday I was over at my grandparents house & my grandpa asked to hold LO. Well idk what was going on in my grandpas head but he tried to put my 1 month old baby in a toy shopping cart & wasn't supporting his head or anything. He was also trying to give him to a 2 year old to hold. I walked back in to the living room & seen my LO's head flopping around & my entire family staring at my grandpa in horror but no one told him anything of course. I told my grandpa that what he was doing was not okay & took LO for a diaper change but he didn't seem to understand what he did wrong. Let's just say my grandpa & I aren't on the best terms anymore..
Re: Holiday Horrors
My FIL keeps trying to make my 4 week old crawl, and every time I feed him he insists that I just fed him and he doesn't need to eat (as the baby is screaming his head off).
I just want to scream, back off buddy- he's my baby and I'll decided when to feed him!
First she decided to debate me on when my LO birthday is. She kept on insisting it was Nov 8, I had to tell her 3 times his birthday is the 9th. (I think I would know, I was there).
Then she was upset I would not let her feed him the moment we walked in the door. 1 he just woke up from a nap, and doesn't know you. 2 His reflux and gas has been pretty bad the last 24 hrs (we were up for hours last night because he was crying in pain)
I told her I was going to feed him due to the reflux to which she argues that she doesn't mind she can just change her clothes. NEWSFLASH I couldn't care less about your clothes. I see no reason to put my LO through additional discomfort or waste anymore breast milk than necessary just to make you feel good.
She was then upset and making comments because my dad held him while I got him some more milk and she hadnt held him yet. A few min after she gets him he really started crying and i go to take him back. She movee him away from me snd tells me he is fine. Um excuse me, i dont car if he is smiling and giggling when i say i want my baby you will give him back end of story!
I don't know why some people think they have some kind of right to hold a baby just because they are family. He is a person not a new shiny toy.
Not looking forward with thr big christmas with my DH family tomorrow. Planning on bringing thr wrap, it worked really well for the large family Christmas we went to last week. Grayson falls asleep and I can use that as an easy excuse not to let others takd him
ETA: tagging people makes others know who I'm asking questions to.
My younger BIL is the douchiest douche to ever douche. We'll call him toad, his wife is fly, and their daughter tadpole.
We got chosen to host the dad/brother get together this Christmas (with 2 hours notice - thanks FIL but whatever). Toad and Fly have been rocky for what feels like forever. It's the typical cringeworthy story - they started dating, she got pregnant quickly, and he "did the right thing" and married her. Toad has his own issues, but Fly comes from an extremely abusive home. She has serious social anxiety, can't drive, and has never had a job. As a result, Tadpole was very far behind developmentally until this past year when she started pre-k. Like never talked behind, but she's much better now. Also relevant - we live within a mile and a half of both Toad and my other BIL.
Anyway, Tadpole was napping at noon so Toad drove over without them. When they were ready to come over he made Fly ride her bike over with the little tent-carrier thing for Tadpole to ride in. By this point it's 4pm and we haven't eaten and haven't done presents. We decide to go eat at older BIL's place in a little bit since he had to take off and go feed his son. So Fly finally gets there and we go do their presents. After a few minutes of peace and Fly finally coming out of her shell for the first time in the almost five years I've known her - Toad starts berating her for not listening to him. He told her to start pedaling to other BIL's place so that she'd be there when we got there. We offered to let her ride with us and we could just put her bike in Toad's truck. Nope. So she leaves, SO and I are pissed, and Toad is going on and on about how she needs to learn. It got worse later, but I'm ranting now.
Cliff notes: One of my BILs is a shitty human being. I hope he got another DUI last night. I told my SO that when he's ready to see his brother again that it won't be at our house because he's not welcome on our property.
But sure enough when my SIL gets there, she doesn't even ask, she literally takes LO from my arms. When my SO made a comment about how her son got us sick when she dropped him off to be babysat for the day, she got so defensive and stated that there was no way. I was pretty pissed because baby has been sick for over a week now and she's over there telling us that the baby has too much phlegm and we need to suction (even though we do) and were like well it's your fault! Don't allow your sick son around our newborn. I'm still kicking myself because I know it's my fault as well for not standing up for myself in the first place and telling her to come pick up her kid.
On a side note, my baby almost got clawed to death. My SO's little siblings caught a stray kitten outside. His little brother is generally an idiot, and a little creepy. He's always kissing me and touching my arms in affectionate ways, and he's 11. It went from cute to creepy real fast. Anyways, he's generally not smart. He never thinks to wash his hands before putting them in the babies face, and has almost kissed her on the lips a few times if I hadn't stopped him. And he always has to touch her when she's asleep, like please let the kid sleep. So anticipating that either SO's younger brother or sister would try to put the cat near the baby, I told them no in advance. So low and behold, I walk out of the living room for a second while the baby is sleeping and this little brat puts the kitten in the baby carrier right next to the baby's face. I was so furious, I yelled at him right there. Like how could that ever seem like a good idea?
On a side note, we could probably all agree that we want to hit the next person who tries to give us advice about our babes that goes against what we are doing, or hit the next person that says "he can't be hungry already!" Like yes. How many times do I have to tell you.., he eats almost two hours on the dot. It's not cluster feeding. That's just how often he needs to eat right now.
Anyway on xmas his sister was so angry. Spoiled and negative she really made me feel horrible all day and it resulted in a massive fall out where I had to leave the room with the baby as I had enough. They are still here for another 3 days and I don't think I can cope. I keep crying because I need my space and I won't have any time with my husband just us whilst he is off work. Grrr.
Also Zeke had a bad case of really painful gas that would not come out so he was screaming in pain. My mil was trying to calm him (kindly/gently/well) but I couldn't help but cry (eyes watering not full on sobs or anything) because it was hurting me to see him in pain and know I couldn't fix it. She and my husband decided to try to console me and told me not to cry because it would make things worse for Zeke. I know they were just trying to make me feel better and get me to stop crying but I honestly didn't (and still don't) see anything wrong with being sad that my little guy was in so much pain. I'm his mother. I'm going to want to fix everything. I know I won't be able to but that doesn't change that urge. When he hurts, I hurt and I think that's a good thing in terms of feeling connected to my child
It is one of the worst things ever!
Typical over stimulated baby being passed around to everyone! Lol
For the most part, everyone was for any me back my baby! But it's crazy that to me that there is a newborn, barely 4 week old baby in the house, yet people still see the need to talk at full volume!
I get over stimulated very easily as well, so I feel like I was super anxious and just kept wanting to take my baby.
Plus, he cluster feeds like all the time. When I'm at home, he is nursing so often. So for two days in a row, away from home, he's wanting to be attatched to my boob...
Uugh, sorry if this in nonsensical rambling..
I've been dealing with a sick baby that is having a hard time breathing for well over a week. We were at the Children's emergency room yesterday and the doctor said there wasn't much they could do and I just cried and cried. She was so understanding and caring which totally caught me off guard compared to how everyone else treated me.
Sorry for the AW. It's totally okay to be sad when baby is sad. We have such a deep connection to our babies.
On the third night I told my husband to make it clear to his parents that my house is NOT a public park and they can't just show up unannounced. Especially after 7. All is well in wonderland now.