@AmberLiz99- my H has made a couple comments and I gave him the evil eye and told him to shut his pie hole unless he was telling me how amazing I am. To be fair, he's great about telling me I'm beautiful and look cute in this outfit or that, but a couple comments have struck me the wrong way. I'm sorry, girlie!!
I want to punch so many people on your guys' behalf. Yikes.
My main beef today is that my toddler is on to my leftover Easter candy stash
My kids know where the can't is too! My 4 year old is awesome and always asks and respects the answer, but my not quite 2 year old love climbing into the kitchen cupboards to find the "treats". Sigh
kwife15 I just wanted to give a shout out to somebody else with a new white carpet (my cat puked on it on Saturday) with a new baby coming. We'll see how that goes!
Oh my gosh you guys, I am so angry after reading all of these! What in the world is wrong with people?!?!?! I'm so sorry you guys are having to deal with all these crazy people/morons/inconsiderate a-holes
@DeePaddy24 I hear you on DH eating the last of things. I
have started hiding my favorite foods around the kitchen. Obviously it doesn’t work
for refrigerated foods, but he still has not found the hiding spot for the
trail mix he always steals. muahahah
@CourtJack OMG. This reminds me of how my mom acted when I
was in high school, telling me I looked like I ate a watermelon or that I
looked pregnant in certain clothes. Now that I am pregnant, I’m just ignoring
anything she says about weight gain.
I am just all sorts of hateful today. Mostly at my job (which I normally love). Mainly because I'm feeling hateful and really don't feel like hearing people bitch about their own lives. It pushed me over the edge when the receptionist told me she gave me two more new clients this week. One she scheduled for tomorrow at 11am even though I didn't have any one scheduled until 1, which means I have to get up earlier, be here for an hour, not get paid for an hour, be here for another hour, take my break for an hour, then 4 straight clients back to back. I was looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow because sleep has sucked lately and I knew Wednesday I have to be here from 9am until 8pm with one break. Then Thursday she scheduled someone for 11am. I had personally scheduled a client at 9am and then have another at 4pm, but that was an awesome gap where I could go home and go to sleep after my first client. But no. 9am, one hour (unpaid) break, 11am, and then a weird ass break, now I have to go to the dentist at 2 that day for tooth pain, and be back at 4 for my final client. I am just irritated by her because she has been told multiple times to stop giving me new clients, especially one population of clients that will need intense follow through for a bit because I am going to have to wrap some people up before I go on leave for the baby. But she doesn't listen. And for some reason she doesn't bother to lump appointments together, not giving two fucks that when we don't have clients scheduled, we don't get paid, so when I have gaps of time I am just sitting here getting pissed. Also, new clients are notorious for not showing up for the first appointment, so if I show up at 11am tomorrow and the client doesn't show and I don't end up having any one until 1pm I'm going to feel extra stabby.
Oh, and my brother pulled a whole "whoa is me" card this weekend because "poor me, I have to give my son to my ex for her scheduled time with him, even though she was pretty decent and gave me one of her days this weekend so he could come play with his cousins and go to church with the family." As he was leaving he told my mom in a pity voice "it's just so hard when I have to go drop him off and drive home by myself." Which, maybe for someone else I would say yeah, that really sucks. But my brother is a douche canoe and spent the first 5 years of my nephews life getting other people to watch him. He only became super dad when he went through the divorce and I see it all as attention seeking. So my mom went on and on about what a whore my ex SIL is and I said "I think it was decent of her to give my bro and the family some of her time this weekend, she didn't have to" and my mom said "I'm sure she had something better to do" and I said "hey, since we just went to church, how bout we practice what we preach and just see the positive in the situation" and she went off on me calling me rude and saying I hurt her feelings and offended her. Luckily I wasn't in a total bitch mood yet, so I had to sit there and re-explain why I am sick as shit of hearing about my brothers complaining about how hard his life is, reminded her that this isn't just because of the divorce but how my brother lives his life (always the poor guy who gets shit on) and told her I'm sick of hearing about the divorce and his ex. I didn't pick her and we all told him it wasn't a healthy relationship. She apologized but then passive aggressively talked about being reminded she needed to be a good Christian the rest of the day, then couldn't understand why we headed home fairly early. Holy crap shit damn. Can't take it.
I'm jumping on board this train! What's with all the unsolicited comments. My MIL, "oh, you're carrying so low, hrs going to be so big" blah blah. She says this every time, and it actually made me so nervous, I talked to the doctor. However, she's not concerned, so I'm good. But seriously, why do you jrep commenting on my weight?!?! Also, my sister and her unsolicited comments on everything in general. I politely ask her to refrain and she starts being dramatic, saying her life is so stressful, blah blah. And mine isn't? Just because she is stressed, she has a free pass to comment on whatever she feels like??
Really, mine is not as bad as some, but still, it's annoying.
Oh, and the lady at Godiva this morning: (Easter candy half off)
Her "when are you due?" Me: "June." Her: "oh, you look like you are ready to go now!" *big stupid grin on her face* Me: "doc days he's fine..." *walks away with candy*
I'm jumping on board this train! What's with all the unsolicited comments. My MIL, "oh, you're carrying so low, hrs going to be so big" blah blah. She says this every time, and it actually made me so nervous, I talked to the doctor. However, she's not concerned, so I'm good.
My favorite is when I told my MIL this regarding my MS and weight loss during the first trimester and my smaller than average appearing belly, her response was "wow, you really seem to like and trust this doctor of yours". Uhhh, yeah? They went to med school, and residency and have been working as an OB for awhile now. I'm gonna trust them over your 20 year old, totally outdated medical advice, especially since they've actually medically evaluated me.
@VikingGirl12 that is EXACTLY what my H said yesterday when I complained about everyone telling me how big I've gotten. He was like, "they're just being friendly. What else are they supposed to say?"
I was like, uh. They could say that I look good? How would you feel if you had gained 30 lbs and everyone came up to you and said "wow! You've gotten so big!" and his response was, "well THAT'S rude and not the same thing."
I almost tossed him out of the car.
@DeePaddy24 uh Yeah. Totally twice bitch worthy. In fact if you started another thread just to bitch about that I wouldn't side eye you. I'd be livid.
Man, I don't have one because our weekend was pretty low key, but I'm so glad my H is such a quick learner! My cousin, who is due in 2 weeks, said her H told someone the other day "she's doing great, getting fat" bc "you tell me you are getting fat all the time!" I told my H and he got this horrified look on his face and said "is he still alive?!"
So I fired my oby on Friday at 30 weeks because I'm so sick of her office's BS. Strike one, EVERY DAMN APPT it is an hour+ past my scheduled appt time before I finally see the doc.
Strike two, the assjacks did not bother to inform me when I did the quad screen that if I chose to learn the sex with that blood test, odds were my insurance would NOT cover it. I am a FTM who had absolutely no interest in children or childbearing before this, I don't even know what I don't know. They were all just sweetness and light, pushing me to go ahead and find out. Now I have an $815 lab fee. Fuckers.
Strike three was Friday. I work nights, and I had a 10am appointment, routine check, blood pressure, weight, check the fetal heartbeat. Getting out of bed at 9am after third tri insomnia had me up until 4am five hours of stressed, crappy sleep was no easy thing. Husband also works nights, we were snapping at each other on the way there. He drops me at the door and I stumble up to desk only to be told my doc's not in office. Ok, so which one of the other 20 fucking docs that practice out of this office are going to see me instead? None? What about the dozen NPs you have on staff? Fuck, give me my chart, a scale, the doppler and a cuff and I'll update it myself! Nope, come back Monday the bitch at the desk tells me. I ask the lady, why the hell didn't you call me, I got 3 texts and an email reminding me about this appt, and you can't call? She says they did. My ringer is usually off, so I pull out my phone, 13 minutes before the appt, that was their notice. I was walling in at 13 minutes til! So now I don't have a doc til Wednesday
I am so sick of being cornered by my in-laws every time my H leaves the house. They want to trap him in his stories so they compare mine to his and it stresses me out so bad. Just tell the damn truth so I wont be caught like a deer in the headlights when you want to not get in trouble for something. Also to my in-laws can you please stop talking shit about my H behind his back to my face. I know you hate him. I really appreciate you letting us stay here until we get back on our feet but I can't take always having to hear about what a pos he is and how he will never grow up.
Ugh..... Went to crazy ex-roommates (CER) moms house for Easter dinner last night. She has a 1 year old little boy, who got 3 Easter baskets of candy and isn't allowed to eat pretty much anything besides organic homemade foods. So, CERs mom told my niece that she could pick out 6 things from his baskets for herself. She took tiny things like an Easter egg with a couple Hershey kisses and some tootsie rolls. CER flipped out on me. I had nothing to do with it, as it was her own mother who told my niece to have some.
THEN!!!!! Get this.... CER gets mad that her own mom bought a little cake for my birthday. "It's Easter, NOT her birthday. Nobody cares it's her birthday". Mind you, she tries to whisper softly so nobody can hear her, but fails. I was shocked at how much of a bitch she was being. I didn't ask for special treatment, I didn't even mention it to anyone but my husband (asked if we could get ice cream in the afternoon to celebrate). Needless to say, if it's not about her or her kid, it's irrelevant and doesn't mean shit.
Can I double post?! It was my rant for today but I'm going to add it here, too. I'm that pissy about it, lol.
H & I went to visit his Grandma yesterday before dinner with the inlaws because we hadn't seen her in awhile (I hadn't since Christmas). H was so excited to tell her our LO's name...but, it turns out my MIL beat us to it. Not only did she tell her, but also all of H's siblings. We were going to tell them all, but she completely stole that moment from us. Now I'm wondering who else she has shared this information with.
What makes it worse is that initially we didn't want to share his name with anyone, but it was becoming difficult to keep secret. We decided that we would tell our family, & maybe some close friends...it's our information to share, so we can do what we want. When we told her & my FIL we asked her not to say anything, so she just blatantly ignored our request. It just wasn't her place to share.
She also mentioned yesterday (yeah, I'm on a roll here) that she plans to wait in the waiting room while I'm in labour. I said that the hospital doesn't even allow that now (I kind of exaggerated), & that we would call after he arrives because we want the hour, at least, alone with him before we invite visitors in. She said she didn't care, she would be out there waiting. UGH.
Sorry for the essay. Apparently I really needed to bitch this morning.
I'm sorry, usually I wait to finish reading the whole thread before I comment, but literally the only thing I can say is, what in the ACTUAL fuck?? We're 7000 miles away and told my MIL we will not be telling anyone when we go into labor, we'll wait until he's born, partially because of the time difference, partially because she can't keep her effing mouth shut about anything to anyone, and she got all butthurt and pissy and didn't speak with me for a week. It was the best week of my pregnancy so far bahahah.
Re: Monday Bitchfest
My main beef today is that my toddler is on to my leftover Easter candy stash
Me: 42, DH: 46, Married: 11/12
Losses: MMC#1 11/12 BO, MC#2 11/13 at 8w BO?, MMC#3 8/14 chromo healthy M @12 weeks, stopped growing at 10.
Negligible AMH, FSH finally went high. Pursued DE.
DD born at 38w2d on 5-27-16. Finally!!
Pregnant again with OE. EDD 11/9/17 Girl!
@DeePaddy24 I hear you on DH eating the last of things. I have started hiding my favorite foods around the kitchen. Obviously it doesn’t work for refrigerated foods, but he still has not found the hiding spot for the trail mix he always steals. muahahah
@CourtJack OMG. This reminds me of how my mom acted when I was in high school, telling me I looked like I ate a watermelon or that I looked pregnant in certain clothes. Now that I am pregnant, I’m just ignoring anything she says about weight gain.
Oh, and my brother pulled a whole "whoa is me" card this weekend because "poor me, I have to give my son to my ex for her scheduled time with him, even though she was pretty decent and gave me one of her days this weekend so he could come play with his cousins and go to church with the family." As he was leaving he told my mom in a pity voice "it's just so hard when I have to go drop him off and drive home by myself." Which, maybe for someone else I would say yeah, that really sucks. But my brother is a douche canoe and spent the first 5 years of my nephews life getting other people to watch him. He only became super dad when he went through the divorce and I see it all as attention seeking. So my mom went on and on about what a whore my ex SIL is and I said "I think it was decent of her to give my bro and the family some of her time this weekend, she didn't have to" and my mom said "I'm sure she had something better to do" and I said "hey, since we just went to church, how bout we practice what we preach and just see the positive in the situation" and she went off on me calling me rude and saying I hurt her feelings and offended her. Luckily I wasn't in a total bitch mood yet, so I had to sit there and re-explain why I am sick as shit of hearing about my brothers complaining about how hard his life is, reminded her that this isn't just because of the divorce but how my brother lives his life (always the poor guy who gets shit on) and told her I'm sick of hearing about the divorce and his ex. I didn't pick her and we all told him it wasn't a healthy relationship. She apologized but then passive aggressively talked about being reminded she needed to be a good Christian the rest of the day, then couldn't understand why we headed home fairly early. Holy crap shit damn. Can't take it.
Really, mine is not as bad as some, but still, it's annoying.
Oh, and the lady at Godiva this morning: (Easter candy half off)
Her "when are you due?"
Me: "June."
Her: "oh, you look like you are ready to go now!" *big stupid grin on her face*
Me: "doc days he's fine..." *walks away with candy*
Strike two, the assjacks did not bother to inform me when I did the quad screen that if I chose to learn the sex with that blood test, odds were my insurance would NOT cover it. I am a FTM who had absolutely no interest in children or childbearing before this, I don't even know what I don't know. They were all just sweetness and light, pushing me to go ahead and find out. Now I have an $815 lab fee. Fuckers.
Strike three was Friday. I work nights, and I had a 10am appointment, routine check, blood pressure, weight, check the fetal heartbeat. Getting out of bed at 9am after third tri insomnia had me up until 4am five hours of stressed, crappy sleep was no easy thing. Husband also works nights, we were snapping at each other on the way there. He drops me at the door and I stumble up to desk only to be told my doc's not in office. Ok, so which one of the other 20 fucking docs that practice out of this office are going to see me instead? None? What about the dozen NPs you have on staff? Fuck, give me my chart, a scale, the doppler and a cuff and I'll update it myself! Nope, come back Monday the bitch at the desk tells me. I ask the lady, why the hell didn't you call me, I got 3 texts and an email reminding me about this appt, and you can't call? She says they did. My ringer is usually off, so I pull out my phone, 13 minutes before the appt, that was their notice. I was walling in at 13 minutes til! So now I don't have a doc til Wednesday
Edited to fix screen name but wouldn't work
THEN!!!!! Get this.... CER gets mad that her own mom bought a little cake for my birthday. "It's Easter, NOT her birthday. Nobody cares it's her birthday". Mind you, she tries to whisper softly so nobody can hear her, but fails. I was shocked at how much of a bitch she was being. I didn't ask for special treatment, I didn't even mention it to anyone but my husband (asked if we could get ice cream in the afternoon to celebrate). Needless to say, if it's not about her or her kid, it's irrelevant and doesn't mean shit.
Fuck everyone who isn't a June 2016 mom-to-be right now.