My boss is trying to pick a song for the mother/son dance for her oldest son's wedding next month. We sat in her office listening to the options and I just cried at each of them. I'm still trying to wrap my head around being a mom, much less that our babies will grow up and get married some day! Lol.
I had been sick all day yesterday so then I heard about sonic having their blasts half off, and I told FI an icecream would make me feel better. So we go to sonic and I order a small cookie dough blast, well we get to the window and the cashier says, "Well I accidentally made you a medium, I hope that's okay. Don't worry, we just charged you for the small." So I cried at the generosity of our cashier. I ate about 1/3 of it before getting massively sick. So then I cried because I threw up my icecream. I just can't win.
I have to work today until 8pm....and my BF is leaving today to go on a long weekend trip with his family which will be a great time.....cue the waterworks this morning when I had to leave. Selfish I know, but I'm totally miserable at work just pouting about the fact that everyone is having fun but me.
And I hate my job currently......there's that.
Me: 39 DH: 36 Married: Sept 2018 DS: December 2016 #2 EDD Feb 2020
I've been catapulted out of my petty woe-is-me I'm pregnant self pity by an article on a syrian 5 year old pulled from a building hit by an airstrike. It's tears me apart to see his innocent little face and hands and feet and I think of my son and how I wish I could make life safe and healthy for all the little ones out there. This is the article but don't click it if you're not up for it. It's just heartbreaking. https://www.bbc.com/news/world-middle-east-37116349
Two things... Went out to our house site and they had put up our master bedroom exterior walls and I saw the view and I started to cry... All the workers (most of them friends) of our kept saying "what do you think?" and i was trying so hard not to cry or look like I was crying I think I just looked POed... It was horrible, but it was just so lovely!
Then, i also threaten to burst into mad tears because I don't know how many times people have said "wow! Your building a really big house!" There are going to be NINE of us! We are building a 3 bedroom 3 bath house with a nice laundry room and mud room and adiquate living room! (We have a 1/4 basement) that we can finish in the future to make it a 5 bedroom... But it's currently 2800 sq feet. I don't think it's THAT big... Especially on the amount of land we have! It just bugs me. Thankfully somone recently said, "I hope your building a big enough house..." When I told her she said, "you might want more room than that once your kids bodies get bigger and they are growing" I wanted to cry then too!
I was always hesitant to get pregnant, because how the hell does a person afford all the shit a baby needs, and then support it for 18 years too. Haven't even had our shower yet, and we've been given pretty much everything we need for our twin girls. Swings, bouncers, high chairs, car seats, cribs, strollers, baby baths, jumpers, play mats, bags and bags of clothes.....so grateful. It really does take a village.
I cried getting labs (iron blood test) done because it took them 40 minutes to actually get them done... And I was the only one in the waiting room most of the time. I swear the desk girl just took a break. Then they said my MW didn't send in an order... Yeah right. She graciously resent it for me. All the while my normally congenial toddler was pitching a huge fit. Doesnt help I have a massive migraine and am probably anemic! Finally this guy took notice of me trying to wrangle my toddler and helped me. And I have this problem that when I start to cry, even just a little bit it turns into an big ugly cry... Because then I get mad that I'm crying. It's just so so bad.
My loving, very caring, overly paranoid grandmother insisted we take our car to get everything checked out before we drive from Texas to California in a couple weeks. Fine. We're a one car family right now, so she offers to drive with us to her special mechanic she loves.
Car is having no issues. I expect them to give us the all clear. They call my grandma (not me) and say they need $750 to "fix" it.
They want $125 for an oil change. A ) My oil was changed 6 weeks ago and B ) $125!?!? A belt needs replacing. Fine. I'll give you that one. And I need new front breaks. That'll be $400. My breaks don't even squeak...
FI thinks it's all just a shady mechanic money making scheme. But if we say no or try and shop around, Grandma will pay for it (there would be no way to stop her) and I'll get to hear about how she just wouldn't be able to sleep at night if she wasn't certain we were 100% safe. The money is there, but it's tight when you combine new baby and a move all the same time. Cue the water works as I pour over budgets and figure out what's getting cut. Bye bye super awesome glider.
@tinattt $125 for an oil change??? FI and I both have high mileage cars and get the more expensive oil change and even that is only $45. If those other things really do need replacing call around and see if anyone else will do it cheaper. On the flip side, they may just be shady mechanics and if they swindle money out of your grandmother, they may think they can do the same thing to you.
ETA: Also ask the mechanic people to show you why they think certain things need replacing. If you haven't had a problem with your breaks and they don't give you a satisfactory answer on it, I wouldn't shell out $400 for it. On the flip side of these things are more expensive in CA than in TX you'll be better off getting them fixed before you move, but not necessarily from that place.
@maamawaabangi what a rough appointment! Nothing makes your day expodentially harder then a toddler melt down and a maigrane. I hope the rest of your day gets better!
@tinattt23 I hate unplanned expenses! I feel like anytime I'm getting ahead the universe throws another ridiculous price tag at us. Especially when it feels like a rip off! I'm sorry to hear about that outrageous tune up price. Gliders are really nice for feedings, not essential, but definitely a considerable comfort item. Maybe think about letting grandma pay? My grandparents love to buy us crap we don't need, and as guilty as it makes me feel at times (since we hardly ever use the stuff they get us), I know it makes them feel good to "help out" At least get a second opinion for sure!
@ashleah83 We told them no to the oil change. That ones just crazy. The rest I'm just gonna suck up. They definitely take advantage of my grandma. She's one of those people that will just dish out money if you tell her needs something. No questions asked.
@aframe77 Normally I wouldn't be so hesitant to let her pay, but she just gave us a $1,000 last week because she wanted to buy all our nursery furniture. And she's super sad were moving and is trying to save up money so she can move to California too (she's also from there). She really is one of those people who needs to shower you with money to feel like she's doing her part. I let her do a lot since I know it makes her feel good, but sometimes we just have to cut her off. Haha.
Right now I'm crying because we just found out that the house we moved into less than 2 months ago that the farm land behind it (main reason we bought was the beautiful farm views and quiet) is turning into a sub division. I moved around a lot my whole life and I really didn't want our kids to experience this that's why when we bought this house we celebrated by trying to get pregnant which was successful. Now we are going to be moving again mind you maybe 3 years from now when mortgage is up for renewal and the development really starts. And it's so upsetting. I had all these plans for this house and now have no motivation. We do have 2 acres so it won't be super close to us. But we didn't move 45 minutes away from family and work for a subdivision. We could have stayed in the same Area for that. I have no appetite now .
Big ol ugly cry last night. My H and I went out for a kid-free date night while DD had her first sleepover at my sister's. I was already a tiny bit a emotional over that, but was handling it really well overall. Anyway, we had a beautiful night on a sunset riverboat ride, but then hit major traffic and didn't get home until 11pm. I was exhausted and my pelvis and overall lady bits were SORE from standing so much that all I wanted to do was take a toddler-free lengthy shower. Maybe even shave?! I step in, relax, and bam... Sewer gas fumes come pouring out of our sink drain. I start screaming for my H to block the drain or do anything to make it stop but nothing helped and I of course threw up for the 9th time that day. We have a shower stall on the second floor but it's so dark and dank and it's only a stall.. No tub to rest my legs for shaving, and no space to just stand and breath. I was sobbing in that stupid stall. I went back downstairs to join my H on the couch but the smell was still overwhelming so I sobbed my way back up the stairs to bed where I cried myself to sleep. I think it was a mix between exhaustion, hormones, missing my baby, and just feeling cheated of the one thing I wanted to do to relax on my kid free night... Such a first world problem, but I was (clearly) devastated.
@Christinaruth74 that sounds awful. OMW. A similar thing happened to my DH last weekend while he was working on the bathroom sink faucet. He almost threw up himself and he's obviously not pregnant. I stayed out of there until the smell had passed.
Hugs for having your evening ruined. First world probs or not, I felt like crying for you reading that. Sheesh.
@channytee - same sort of thing happened to us. We do still have protected land directly behind us but we are surrounded by subdivisions and this area now feels like the suburbia I grew up in. Which is also NOT what I can handle for my family. Not that suburbia is a bad place, but it was for me growing up and I feel like I have too much box store baggage to navigate it with my well-being and family's health in tact.
@maamawaabangi - toddler meltdown, migraine, tough appointment combo seems almost unsurvivable to me. I'm glad to see you made it through!
@Christinaruth74 - that sounds like a complete nightmare. However, when I read your post I read "pelvis" as "penis" and chuckled
I cried yesterday because it felt like everyone in the world was on vacation except me. DH went camping with friends (which I encouraged him to do), and then I kept finding out that other people (my doctor, my mortgage agent) were also on vacation. I had a little pity party because I don't get a break. Wah.
@caseyewhitaker it's such an awful smell! Like a pile of rotten eggs just baking in the sun. It's fierce... Not to mention absolutely horrible for you to breathe in, which lends itself to a whole other facet to my crying. Haha needless to say I won't be shaving my legs in the shower any time soon... Womp.
@slartybartfast if I had a penis, that would definitely be sore too.
Ugh so I've been trying to help my friend set up addresses for invitations because she's wanting to throw me a shower. I feel guilty for letting/needing her to do that even though she volunteered because I know how busy she is, and on top of that is trying to fundraise an adoption for her family to have another baby. I have reiterated again and again that I understand if she's too busy and that she can back out at any time, but she insists she wants to. In spite of this, I continue to feel guilty.
The other thing is that I keep feeling so scared something is going to happen and snatch away our baby hopes. I have no reason to think anything's wrong, everything looks fine. And yet, it lingers in the back of my head. I hate it.
I have mentioned here before that my grandparents pretty much raised me, and it would mean a lot to me to have my nanny at the shower because I just deeply want her there. She's my actual mother, in my eyes and even though she's in a hospital bed in her living room, I'd rather have a tiny shower and her be there than no shower. Everyone is on board with this idea including my dad, my grandmother, and my grandfather's sister, but my grandfather has some reservations because he thinks people will judge or talk about them (wonder where I get all my worry and anxiety from? I come by it honest, lol). He and I talked, and talked, and talked about it until I started crying and couldn't stop. I definitely don't want to be selfish and put him out but once I started crying now he's insisting that it be done at his house and nowhere else. I'm not a "get my way" person. I don't enjoy succeeding in an effort if everyone is only on board begrudgingly. Now I don't know what to do.
I got off the phone and cried some more. Cried about worrying about Eaton, cried because I wish nanny was able to tell me what to do and facilitate everything like she always has, cried because papa and I had gotten frustrated with each other. Then I cried because I want dumplings. Who knows what might set me off next.
Dh turned on the movie UP the other day for ds, and he loved it. But starting it from the beginning it finally got to the montage where the couple gets old and Ellie starts dying, and I LOST IT. Like full on ugly cried and I forced dh to turn it off for 20 minutes until that scene was well and over because I was a freaking mess. I call it the devil's movie, but I may have to suck it up because the two year old loved it.
My car got impounded because I spaced on renewing my plates and registration last month. That's reason one. Reason two, I had to call my ex boyfriend/father of my children to come get me so there goes my pride. Three, I ended up crying in front of him on the way to get DS which made it worse because I can usually hold it in and I didn't want him to see that. Four, that got me thinking of our failed relationship. Five, which led to me thinking about how I have failed as a parent. Six, I'm a hormonal mess, pregnancy makes me a huge softie whereas normally I never cry and I am very much into sucking it up and moving on. Boo.
Yesterday I cried because the wait at IHOP was too long given all the things we were trying to accomplish. Then husband and I got in a fight, and ended up going home before we even did any of our errands. I cried for an hour between my unfulfilled pancake craving and the fight.
I cried the other day because I thought I was a bad dog mom....my dogs are my babies and I love them unconditionally and I know I take great care of them. I think I was just being a psycho. ugh hormones
Spoke to one of my SILs last night. She told DH and I she was going to buy us the crib we wanted. Cue the water works. Then DH and her argued because it's a convertible crib and she was considering buying some of the expansions for toddler bed and full sized bed, and DH told her the crib was enough because it was quite expensive. She got all big sister on him and I was just bawling because I love his sisters so much and she is going to be an amazing auntie.
Married 4/12/13 TTC since 6/13 Diagnosed w/ PCOS 4/9/15 - R/E recommended lifestyle change BFP 4/10/16 - DS born 12/16/2016 SURPRISE! BFP 3/8/18
Warning: long rambling post ahead! I don't cry often so when I do apparently I need to get it ALL out at once
I'm crying because my husband needs a new job and I can't seem to find him one. Long story short, I lost my job and now that I'm home to hear exactly how horrible his job is, I am even more motivated to find him something better. He is severely underpaid for his role (storage administration engineer) thanks to a million "lateral" promotions and a recent acquisition of his business unit that merged him into a new company. The frustrating thing is that I am having a ridiculously hard time finding anything he is willing to apply for.
Half of the jobs he says he is not qualified for, and he is not willing to stretch the truth on his resume. I respect that but I also know that he has the aptitude to learn anything and if a little truth-stretching gets his foot in the door, why not try? Everyone else does it!
The other frustrating thing is that there is basically NOTHING in this area (DC/Baltimore) that doesn't require an active security clearance. He had a public trust but I think it's expired and everyone here wants Top Secret w/ polygraph - non-negotiable.
UGH! Why can't this be easier???
Also, I've applied for a million jobs myself and I'm not even getting so much as a call back, so I am kinda crying about that too. WAAHHHH. Thanks for letting me vent, internet friends
ea301 - job hunting SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKSSS. I feel like it's the most deflating thing. I'm sorry you're BOTH in that position at the same time. I know it can cast a huge cloud over everything.
@slartybartfast so so true! It really is deflating, that is the exact right word for it. It's not just me and my husband, it's also a good friend/lunch buddy of mine, and my mom. I'm trying to help all of them and myself, but nothing is happening for anyone. Sigh...
I just cried from reading all the birth stories and randoms threads. Thanks guys! I'm so damn teary eyed lately... oh and I cried last night at a Brandi Carlile concert. She brought a little girl the same age as my DD onto stage and they Sams the song together:)
I'm crying because I'm overwhelmed with everything that's going on right now between work, home, DHs work, baby, getting the house ready for baby...you name it. Today it all got the best of me and I cried. Hopefully tomorrow is a better day!
So I was lurking on the October '16 community board and @ball4768 (hey girl hey) posted this article on mom's of kindergarteners. https://m.huffpost.com/us/entry/5693541. I know we're a ways from that but it made me think of all the things we're going to accomplish over the next several years and gave me all the feels.
I haven't cried all that much so far this pregnancy but I feel like I'm making up for it this morning. It all started because DH said we could stop at chick fil a to get me breakfast after dropping the car off for maintenance. I wanted to go to a diner, not a drive thru but he said no because he already had gotten himself a bagel without asking if I wanted anything.
We we got home and I immediately went upstairs to cry for whatever reason. He follows me upstairs to fold his laundry which makes me cry more because I just want to be alone. All the while he's asking a million questions about why I'm crying and I can't answer because I know I'll just start yelling at him.
My my problem is that when I start crying I think of a million more reasons to cry and it doesn't stop. In this case it was that he hasn't read a baby book like I've asked him to and wasn't excited enough (to my crazy pregnant self) when he got to feel the baby kick for the first time. Rough morning.
Re: Why my pregnant self is crying...
me "yes, of course. You are so cute, how could I ever say no to you?"
DD "can I have a lollipop?"
me "no, it's bedtime!"
DD "see, you can say 'no' to me"
then I cried like a baby because she is so smart and funny.
And I hate my job currently......there's that.
Me: 39 DH: 36
Married: Sept 2018
DS: December 2016
#2 EDD Feb 2020
Went out to our house site and they had put up our master bedroom exterior walls and I saw the view and I started to cry... All the workers (most of
them friends) of our kept saying "what do you think?" and i was trying so hard not to cry or look like I was crying I think I just looked POed... It was horrible, but it was just so lovely!
Then, i also threaten to burst into mad tears because I don't know how many times people have said "wow! Your building a really big house!"
There are going to be NINE of us!
We are building a 3 bedroom 3 bath house with a nice laundry room and mud room and adiquate living room! (We have a 1/4 basement) that we can finish in the future to make it a 5 bedroom... But it's currently 2800 sq feet. I don't think it's THAT big... Especially on the amount of land we have! It just bugs me.
Thankfully somone recently said, "I hope your building a big enough house..." When I told her she said, "you might want more room than that once your kids bodies get bigger and they are growing" I wanted to cry then too!
Due December 27th with baby #7
I thought for sure I was out of the woods.. Ugh
Doesnt help I have a massive migraine and am probably anemic!
Finally this guy took notice of me trying to wrangle my toddler and helped me.
And I have this problem that when I start to cry, even just a little bit it turns into an big ugly cry... Because then I get mad that I'm crying. It's just so so bad.
Due December 27th with baby #7
Car is having no issues. I expect them to give us the all clear. They call my grandma (not me) and say they need $750 to "fix" it.
They want $125 for an oil change. A ) My oil was changed 6 weeks ago and B ) $125!?!? A belt needs replacing. Fine. I'll give you that one. And I need new front breaks. That'll be $400. My breaks don't even squeak...
FI thinks it's all just a shady mechanic money making scheme. But if we say no or try and shop around, Grandma will pay for it (there would be no way to stop her) and I'll get to hear about how she just wouldn't be able to sleep at night if she wasn't certain we were 100% safe. The money is there, but it's tight when you combine new baby and a move all the same time. Cue the water works as I pour over budgets and figure out what's getting cut. Bye bye super awesome glider.
ETA: Also ask the mechanic people to show you why they think certain things need replacing. If you haven't had a problem with your breaks and they don't give you a satisfactory answer on it, I wouldn't shell out $400 for it. On the flip side of these things are more expensive in CA than in TX you'll be better off getting them fixed before you move, but not necessarily from that place.
@tinattt23
@aframe77 Normally I wouldn't be so hesitant to let her pay, but she just gave us a $1,000 last week because she wanted to buy all our nursery furniture. And she's super sad were moving and is trying to save up money so she can move to California too (she's also from there). She really is one of those people who needs to shower you with money to feel like she's doing her part. I let her do a lot since I know it makes her feel good, but sometimes we just have to cut her off. Haha.
Due December 27th with baby #7
My H and I went out for a kid-free date night while DD had her first sleepover at my sister's. I was already a tiny bit a emotional over that, but was handling it really well overall.
Anyway, we had a beautiful night on a sunset riverboat ride, but then hit major traffic and didn't get home until 11pm. I was exhausted and my pelvis and overall lady bits were SORE from standing so much that all I wanted to do was take a toddler-free lengthy shower. Maybe even shave?! I step in, relax, and bam... Sewer gas fumes come pouring out of our sink drain. I start screaming for my H to block the drain or do anything to make it stop but nothing helped and I of course threw up for the 9th time that day.
We have a shower stall on the second floor but it's so dark and dank and it's only a stall.. No tub to rest my legs for shaving, and no space to just stand and breath. I was sobbing in that stupid stall. I went back downstairs to join my H on the couch but the smell was still overwhelming so I sobbed my way back up the stairs to bed where I cried myself to sleep. I think it was a mix between exhaustion, hormones, missing my baby, and just feeling cheated of the one thing I wanted to do to relax on my kid free night... Such a first world problem, but I was (clearly) devastated.
Hugs for having your evening ruined. First world probs or not, I felt like crying for you reading that. Sheesh.
@maamawaabangi - toddler meltdown, migraine, tough appointment combo seems almost unsurvivable to me. I'm glad to see you made it through!
@Christinaruth74 - that sounds like a complete nightmare. However, when I read your post I read "pelvis" as "penis" and chuckled
needless to say I won't be shaving my legs in the shower any time soon... Womp.
@slartybartfast if I had a penis, that would definitely be sore too.
The other thing is that I keep feeling so scared something is going to happen and snatch away our baby hopes. I have no reason to think anything's wrong, everything looks fine. And yet, it lingers in the back of my head. I hate it.
I have mentioned here before that my grandparents pretty much raised me, and it would mean a lot to me to have my nanny at the shower because I just deeply want her there. She's my actual mother, in my eyes and even though she's in a hospital bed in her living room, I'd rather have a tiny shower and her be there than no shower. Everyone is on board with this idea including my dad, my grandmother, and my grandfather's sister, but my grandfather has some reservations because he thinks people will judge or talk about them (wonder where I get all my worry and anxiety from? I come by it honest, lol). He and I talked, and talked, and talked about it until I started crying and couldn't stop. I definitely don't want to be selfish and put him out but once I started crying now he's insisting that it be done at his house and nowhere else. I'm not a "get my way" person. I don't enjoy succeeding in an effort if everyone is only on board begrudgingly. Now I don't know what to do.
I got off the phone and cried some more. Cried about worrying about Eaton, cried because I wish nanny was able to tell me what to do and facilitate everything like she always has, cried because papa and I had gotten frustrated with each other. Then I cried because I want dumplings. Who knows what might set me off next.
TTC since 6/13
Diagnosed w/ PCOS 4/9/15 - R/E recommended lifestyle change
BFP 4/10/16 - DS born 12/16/2016
SURPRISE! BFP 3/8/18
I'm crying because my husband needs a new job and I can't seem to find him one. Long story short, I lost my job and now that I'm home to hear exactly how horrible his job is, I am even more motivated to find him something better. He is severely underpaid for his role (storage administration engineer) thanks to a million "lateral" promotions and a recent acquisition of his business unit that merged him into a new company. The frustrating thing is that I am having a ridiculously hard time finding anything he is willing to apply for.
Half of the jobs he says he is not qualified for, and he is not willing to stretch the truth on his resume. I respect that but I also know that he has the aptitude to learn anything and if a little truth-stretching gets his foot in the door, why not try? Everyone else does it!
The other frustrating thing is that there is basically NOTHING in this area (DC/Baltimore) that doesn't require an active security clearance. He had a public trust but I think it's expired and everyone here wants Top Secret w/ polygraph - non-negotiable.
UGH! Why can't this be easier???
Also, I've applied for a million jobs myself and I'm not even getting so much as a call back, so I am kinda crying about that too. WAAHHHH. Thanks for letting me vent, internet friends
oh and I cried last night at a Brandi Carlile concert. She brought a little girl the same age as my DD onto stage and they Sams the song together:)
We we got home and I immediately went upstairs to cry for whatever reason. He follows me upstairs to fold his laundry which makes me cry more because I just want to be alone. All the while he's asking a million questions about why I'm crying and I can't answer because I know I'll just start yelling at him.
My my problem is that when I start crying I think of a million more reasons to cry and it doesn't stop. In this case it was that he hasn't read a baby book like I've asked him to and wasn't excited enough (to my crazy pregnant self) when he got to feel the baby kick for the first time. Rough morning.