Confessions!!
My SIL invited us for Easter yesterday. There is so much stress and drama in that house that I just cannot. Her father spends the meal talking about shooting people to death in Vietnam (we was either a sniper or a pilot or a range of other things depending on the day) and then gets mad and demands to leave mid-meal when he doesn't get enough attention. Every single meal. My nieces bicker constantly and text on their phones. My SIL sucks.
Soooo....I lied my face off and said that we had a house full of people coming for dinner. We have one friend coming over. Yup, on one of the holiest days of the year I lied to get out of family time

Not even sorry. Nope.
Plus she couldn't have really wanted us to be there anyway if she asked 3 days beforehand...right??
Re: FFFC 3/25
Another FFFC is that I'm hoping my MIL doesn't ask us what we're doing for Easter. We're doing renovations to the house and DH has been working on the house every weekend/chance he gets. We're doing brunch with my family then working on the house. My BIL and family will be out of town. Everyone is kind of doing their own thing this year so hopefully MIL won't ask.
My FFFC is that I am going to miss using "pregnancy hormones" as an excuse for having a b*tchy attitude. Particularly with crappy customer service reps.
New washer is being delivered today, call for delivery last night scheduled us 430-630, which works great. Got a call at 715am saying they will be there between 230-430, and I work til 3 with 15 minutes travel. I asked to keep the verified appt and was told "well we will just have to sit and wait for you" with a loud exasperated grunt.
Putting up shelving in LO's room, the paper templates on the smaller shelves are almost 1/2" off what the shelves were made, so the wall anchors we put in are too close. Instructions say not to return to store, but to call the manufacturer. Customer service rep told me "well we don't carry that shelf any more (we bought it a week ago??), so you have to return it to the store and hope they can do something for you". When I explained his company's instructional manual said not to do that, he said "well I am {this company} and this is what I'm telling you to do". I hung up.
My FFFC isn't really that bad but it's Friday and I don't feel like doing anything at work. So I'm really not. And I might try to nap at my desk again.
The bathrooms have both been demoed, only for my contractor to call me this morning to say we have the wrong toilets and tub. The firm approved the spec sheets for everything we bought, so now I need to have a cast iron tub hauled back down in the elevator and exchanged. Oh, and we paid the $700 fee to have them review everything to ensure it was compliant. I just yelled at every single person I got transferred to at the architect's office. I usually have a really hard time being assertive but that's apparently not the case when you're 6 weeks out from your due date and feeling pressure to be done by then. I'm finding this newly found pregnancy rage to be kind of empowering.
When I casually called to talk to her, she brought it up and made a big deal about it. She raised her voice and I politely told her to stop. She said that's how she wants to talk so I told her I won't be talking to her if she continues like that. She said bye and I said bye and we hung up.
Haven't called her since and don't plan to till she can have calm adult conversations without raising voices. Normally, I would feel bad and try to make amends ASAP if I upset her. But ain't nobody got time fo' that. I think pregnancy has given me magical "give zero fucks" ability.
I actually slept pretty good last night. First time in a long time. By pretty good, I don't mean any awesome kind of sleep or anything. It was just better sleep than I have been getting. I think I maybe got two hours more sleep than normal.
I'm in trouble. Last night I bought a pint of peach cobbler from a restaurant. (There is a wing place around here that makes amazing cobblers) DH and I shared it and took the leftovers home.. I ate some after my lunch today and got carried away. Now there are approximately four or five bites left....... oops.
I can't focus. Pregnancy brain/fog has got me bad.
First Pregnancy
Second Pregnancy
- BFP: 09/11/2015
- EDD: 05/25/2016
Baby Born04/15/2016
PGAL
The floor will be here mid-next week, so he plans on painting this weekend. Funny thing is I still don't think he has any idea I did this on purpose...
Me: 31
DH: 29, SA - Great
Married: June 12,2011
TTC #1: 1/2014
Diagnosis: Hypothalamic Amenorrhea
Treatment: Clomid: 50mg, 100mg, 150mg - not successful and not monitored
Menopur 75ml (upped to 112.5ml), Ovidrel, & IUI IUI #1 8/31/2015
9/15/2015: BFP HCG - 400, 9/17/2015: HCG - 827, 9/21/2015 - HCG 3,327!that I can't attend bc my heartburn is making me want to throw up.
I asked my mom how she felt about extra people (specifically DH's cousins' wife bringing a random friend), given that she is the one throwing and paying for the shower. Shsaid it was fine, unless I wanted to say no. Saying no would basically cause that side of DH's family to boycott the shower and possibly DH's immediate family en masse, so while I would totally put the kibosh on this to stick up for mom, if she doesn't really care I'm going to let it go for the sake of family unity. No matter how much I want to do otherwise.
Then tonight I get an RSVP that includes two 10 year old kids when no kids were invited and I am just.. done.
Mama to Three Girls:
Twins born March 2014 at 26 weeks due to preterm labor
and our 37weeker born May 9th, 2016!
After talking all that shit a couple weeks ago about liking thank you cards, I'm embarrassed to say, I am weeks "late" on sending mine. I just don't feel like sitting down and plowing them out. Naps always sound better when I have free time.
DD: 05/14/16