*American lady living in Tanzania, East Africa, since 2013
DH - Tanzanian
BFP #1 - MC Dec 2, 2015 (@ 9weeks)
BFP #2 - Feb 2, 2016 --EDD 10/10/16 --Abigail- October 6, 2016. Heart warrior- OHS at 7 months old
October 2017- Began fostering to adopt T, (DOB: November 19, 2013)
March 2021 - Bonus daughter, N, moved in with us (DOB: June 6, 2014)
BFP #3 - April 25, 2024 -- EDD January 2, 2025
Re: Monday Bitchfest 6/27
but it I have 3 clients to see and it's the end of the month so I can't even reschedule
It's a boy!
I'm not sure why but I could NOT go to sleep last night. I maybe got to sleep around 2 in order to get about 4.5 hours. Is my body trying to get me ready for baby already? I'd prefer to wait another couple of weeks, thanks. Ugh I hope I can get a short nap in at lunchtime. Happy freaking Monday.
DH: 34
Married: May 2011
TTC #1: May 2015
DS: 10/20/2016
TTC #2: June 2019
#2 EDD: 2/20/2020
@LGW2015 so sorry you're not feeling well Good luck getting through today!
DH: 34
Married: May 2011
TTC #1: May 2015
DS: 10/20/2016
TTC #2: June 2019
#2 EDD: 2/20/2020
First: (is kind of petty too so don't judge too harshly). I work at a school so we have been out for the summer since early June. When I was working, it was mornings so we would all get up together and leave the house at the same time. As part of our morning routine, I would get dd ready but he would get her breakfast because they would eat together (I'm not a breakfast person) and that would include washing her juice cup and refilling it (she has a stainless steel thermos one so we use the same one every day in the am). Ever since my work ended, he'll still get her breakfast but refuses to get her the juice. WTH? I know him well enough to know it's his passive way of being mad that I don't have to work in the summers (although I was 100% a sahm before I went part time at the school), but it's so juvenile.
Second: my dh and I are buying my parents house and they are moving into a house that my mom's always wanted (total win win for everyone), but the sellers my parents are negotiating with need our preapproval letter and a letter agreeing that we are buying their house before they can even talk about settling. I called our bank (a bank I used to work for so have a personal relationship with the banker I called) 2 weeks ago and the mortgage guy was supposed to call my husband to get the 'official' letter so we can add it to our offer of my parent's house. Well, like I said, it's been two weeks and he still hasn't called. It's really ticking me off considering everything is stalled until we can get that letter and I know how banks work, so I am really surprised they are letting this sit for so long (unless they are being dicks because they already met their mortgage quota for the quarter and are trying to sit on it until July 1). Either way, I am calling when they open and basically saying that if they can't call by today then I will go to another bank (I also worked at the other bank but I like the banker from the first bank better so I was trying to help her out).
My husband is the type to snap first when he's annoyed and apologize later. Well he took today off work because my son and him have a REALLY important appointment this morning. He told me he was waking up at 7:30 so at about 7:25 I poked him and said "Hey, I don't think our son has showered since Friday. He needs to get up and take one." He kind of groaned at me and said something about how he's becoming a man and needs to learn to take care of that kind of stuff. I said "Yes, absolutely.... but he didn't. Do you want him to go to this thing smelly?" So my husband rips the sheets back and starts bitching at me about how he didn't get any sleep last night and he was going to sleep for an extra 15 minutes but I woke him up early.
He went downstairs, got the kiddo up to shower, and calmly came back to me. "He's getting up and in the shower. I'll have a talk with him later. He's almost 16, he should be showering every day." I sat there for a few minutes waiting for an apology before I finally said something. So of course I got bitched at again. "I was just about to apologize. I'm tired, ok?"
Soooo.... since you're tired you get to shit on me because you still have to get up and parent your child?? If he had told me he hadn't slept, I would've gotten up myself. But he said he was getting up at 7:30, so I didn't think getting up at 7:25 was the end of the world.
MIL moved the end of May. She took over 5 days off work total so that she could get things moved and settled in. Except she didn't actually move anything. DH did basically everything by himself with some help from BIL. We started painting the bedroom and living room at the new house a couple of weeks later because we wanted that done before we moved our stuff. For me, DH, and my mom to clean, and paint took about a week which isn't too bad considering it was done after work a few days.
MIL left the house in a disaster. She didn't clean at all before she left and didn't come back after she moved to clean. The refrigerator had spills all in it and it took me at least an hour just to clean that. But whatever, we can clean, we got it done.
Well, MIL still had stuff in the kitchen that needed to be moved as well as a spare bed upstairs and a desk upstairs. Also, a bunk bed she doesn't want and we don't want so I guess we are going to be responsible for getting rid of it. We also have to put new flooring upstairs before we can even start preparing the baby's room.
DH and I have to be out of our rental house by Friday and we didn't have much left to move except small odds and ends and Christmas decorations in the attic. We also need to clean the old house. So this weekend, we spent all day Saturday moving stuff and going through things (not exactly how we want to spend DH's weekend off considering he works every other weekend). But that's fine, it's our stuff and we will handle it.
MIL said that her and SIL would come as much of her stuff as possible (things that are heavy and too big, DH will have to move on his truck) on Saturday morning. We don't hear from her all day and then at 8:00 at night she calls and says that she got busy and can come now. What?!?! No. We have been moving all day and want to go to sleep. Sunday we went to church and it was so hot I was sweating and clammy and got really dizzy. So here I am in church on the verge of tears because I feel like shit. MIL keeps asking me afterwards, "Are you okay? Are you okay? I'm sorry you feel bad." I just kept saying, "I'm fine, I just got hot. I'm okay. Thanks."
After church, she says she is going to help us move from the old house and DH just told her what would really help is for her to get the rest of the stuff out of the kitchen so we have somewhere to move our stuff. He just told her we didn't have a whole lot left at the old house and we could get it. Well she started throwing a fit because "we were made at her and she just wants to help."
Later, DH specifically tells me that she could tell I was mad at her even though he assured her I wasn't and he told me I just needed to be considerate and respectful to his mom. WTF? Yes, I was short with her, but you know what? I am mad at her. She has had a whole fucking month to get her stuff out of our house but instead she has expected everyone to do everything for her and now she wants to help. No, please just concentrate on getting the rest of your stuff so we can use our own kitchen.
Then, I had a breakdown because the baby's room is nothing but a concept at this point and all I want to do is have a room for her and her stuff so I can nest and just be done with it all.
I am so sorry this turned into the longest rant ever. If you made it through all that, I owe you a cookie. My second trimester described in one word so far: emotional.
Dating: 10/3/08 | Married: 12/27/14
TTC #1: August 2015 | BFP: 2/3/16 | EDD: 10/7/16
DD: 10/5/16
TTC #2: September 2017 | BFP: 4/28/18 | EDD: 1/7/19
DS: 1/9/19
Even though the house we are buying is my mothers (as opposed to MIL- who I just don't like to begin with), I am holding my breath that this doesn't happen so my dh's really good relationship with my parents will be strained. I love my mother, but this house was my grandfather's before my parent's (stepfather's parent's) so it still has stuff from them in it, then 6 kids and one grandchild have lived (or still live there) and my mom owned 3 antique stores that she closed and moved the unsold stuff into the house and now she is a director for a local playhouse so there are always props and extra stuff in the house. It is so much stuff and she just started packing (although we agreed to buy their house last August so they could start looking for their new house). She said she is hiring movers when the day comes, but I am so worried about actually getting the house emptied so that what happened to you doesn't happen to us too.
ETA: You deserve this
Dating: 10/3/08 | Married: 12/27/14
TTC #1: August 2015 | BFP: 2/3/16 | EDD: 10/7/16
DD: 10/5/16
TTC #2: September 2017 | BFP: 4/28/18 | EDD: 1/7/19
DS: 1/9/19
My bitchfest is more of a petty problem but still makes me whiney. I was off last Wednesday and had plans to nest, but hubby had to get blood work and an ultrasound done and he ended up taking all day doing that, being an ass at it as well! But he realized he was a dick so today I have the day off as well, so he made arrangements to catch a ride with a friend and everything. He had pizza for dinner last night (I had leftovers) and I packed up his pizza with his pop for lunch today. Ya he forgot his lunch, which means I have to drive him some lunch. I'm about to be done work which means no money for a bit, so I'm trying to watch my gas money, but now I have to spend money on gas instead of baby stuff that I wanted to do today.
Part of me also feels bad because she just lost her husband of 31 years and packing up all of their stuff was really hard to begin with (which she knew she was moving almost 2 months ahead of time and waited until 2 weeks before to even start and expected everyone to drop what they were doing to help her). But DH told her that we wanted the house to be empty of their stuff (and she agreed and understood) so we could make it ours. I think it just took a lot out of her, emotionally, to go through things and now that she is out of the house, she didn't want to go back for stuff, she wants to visit and it be "our" place with new and happy memories. So I do understand it. DH and I are trying to get ready for the baby and move not only our stuff but hers, so it's stressful.
Dating: 10/3/08 | Married: 12/27/14
TTC #1: August 2015 | BFP: 2/3/16 | EDD: 10/7/16
DD: 10/5/16
TTC #2: September 2017 | BFP: 4/28/18 | EDD: 1/7/19
DS: 1/9/19
ugh sorry to everyone having a rough time. House buying/moving is so stressful, I couldn't imagine dealing with that while pregnant when all I ever want to do is lay on the couch. Kudos to all of you super mommas!
Dating: 10/3/08 | Married: 12/27/14
TTC #1: August 2015 | BFP: 2/3/16 | EDD: 10/7/16
DD: 10/5/16
TTC #2: September 2017 | BFP: 4/28/18 | EDD: 1/7/19
DS: 1/9/19
SO and I have been together: 5 Years+
BFP: 03/10
First Baby: 10/20/2016
Nobody slept well, though. It was hotel so no matter how hard you try, you always sleep like crap. When we stopped for lunch about an hour into our drive home, I told DH that I knew it was going to suck, but we needed to get our laundry started as soon as we got home because I had to work today. He agreed.
We got home, we were all completely exhausted, DH and I emptied the car, and then he immediately falls asleep across the whole couch (we only have one). He didn't even lay on the part with chaise lounge, just across the entire thing from armrest to armrest.
For the like 20 minutes it takes me to empty the duffel bag and sort what was in the hamper, I'm being loud and annoying and begging him to get off the couch and go nap in the bed so I can sit on the couch while the laundry is pushed through. He didn't move. Not an inch. I was so mad. I was mad all night. I didn't mean to be, but I was just like dude, I was in the wedding, you were not. I know you drove home, but that doesn't mean either one of us is more tired than the other. I just want to sit on the couch since I have shit I have to do and I can't take a nap.
He didn't get it. He didn't understand why I was angry and then when I tried to explain it to him he just got defensive and started the whole thing over again. So we went to sleep mad.
I hate going to sleep mad. I feel like we've been doing it more and more lately and I hate it.
Mommy to Elizabeth (6/18/09), preemie at 34 weeks
Team Blue!
However, Father's Day rolls around and my parents give my husband a small gift and a card. I think it was their way of making sure he feels included, but with how they were about Mother's Day... it hurt a little bit.
It's not a big deal at all, but I haven't really been able to vent about it.
Ugh thanks! They're fine when I stand so I didn't notice, but when I sit they are like screaming at my hips. I feel like I'm going to pull an incredible hulk and split them lol
BFP #2 - Feb 2, 2016 --EDD 10/10/16 --Abigail- October 6, 2016. Heart warrior- OHS at 7 months old
October 2017- Began fostering to adopt T, (DOB: November 19, 2013)
March 2021 - Bonus daughter, N, moved in with us (DOB: June 6, 2014)
BFP #3 - April 25, 2024 -- EDD January 2, 2025
My bitch of the day...we are invited to a wedding this weekend (friends of DH) with a Great Gatsby theme...and apparently it is required that guests dress in line with the theme. (The groom's brother told the bride he was not planning on dressing in costume and she told him not to bother coming - yikes). I will be 6 months pregnant and don't have the funds or the desire to go out and buy an outfit that I am going to be able to wear one time. The groom is one of my H's best friends, so we have to go...but I have no clue what to wear.
As for my complaint - it's 7:45 a.m. here and my toddler has already had three screaming fits, dumped a cup of water all over the floor, got strawberry jam all over my dress (my fault for not washing his hands fast enough), and broken my headphones. It's going to be a loooong week.
Can you tell I really hate birthday parties??? Lol
Dating: 10/3/08 | Married: 12/27/14
TTC #1: August 2015 | BFP: 2/3/16 | EDD: 10/7/16
DD: 10/5/16
TTC #2: September 2017 | BFP: 4/28/18 | EDD: 1/7/19
DS: 1/9/19
@Kaessi That is so annoying! Who just has jazz-era clothing laying around their house?!
I know there is a 'let kids be kids' idea, but you can let kids be kids and teach them to still be safe and respectful!!!
I am on Stage 2 of my illness, which is kinda good - Stage 1 was a sore throat. Stage 2 is just lots of blowing my nose, which is more disgusting and disruptive to other people but bothers me a lot less. (Stage 3 will be a cough that persists so long that everyone thinks I have consumption.)
I am so. tired. today. I haven't been able to sleep well for weeks. If it's not my hips/back, it's digestive pains, or reflux, or a sore throat or a headache or coughing or a stuffy nose or my mind racing about all the crap I have to do for work and the baby. But I'm usually not this tired right away in the morning.
I have one more week of Summer I. I would have Monday and Tuesday off and then start Summer II on Wednesday, but I have jury duty on Tuesday, so I have to be somewhere at 8 freaking am (I teach afternoons and have been sleeping until 9) and make sub plans for my class in case I get stuck.
I think we should all just get our entire pregnancies free of other obligations. =(