My husband hasnt even been gone for his business trip for twelve hours yet and so far I've come home to a bird that flew down my chimney and a cranky teething baby.
DD1: June '16 DD2: March ‘19 :::: Married since 2011 :::: USN Wife ::::
My husband hasnt even been gone for his business trip for twelve hours yet and so far I've come home to a bird that flew down my chimney and a cranky teething baby.
That sucks! You deserve a glass of wine after you put Jackie to bed!
Went to Mcdonalds with my mom and Ethan. Noticed an employee mopping the lobby and the floor was super wet. I remember thinking "man he should really put more caution cones out and not use so much water".
Fast forward to when I get up to dump our trash and completely eat shit and fall right on my knee. . Awesome. THank god I wasn't holding Ethan!! There happened to be an employee sitting right next to where I fell and she asked if I was okay. I said "I'm fine, but you might want to dry the floor because it's really wet".
Went to Mcdonalds with my mom and Ethan. Noticed an employee mopping the lobby and the floor was super wet. I remember thinking "man he should really put more caution cones out and not use so much water".
Fast forward to when I get up to dump our trash and completely eat shit and fall right on my knee. . Awesome. THank god I wasn't holding Ethan!! There happened to be an employee sitting right next to where I fell and she asked if I was okay. I said "I'm fine, but you might want to dry the floor because it's really wet".
My husband hasnt even been gone for his business trip for twelve hours yet and so far I've come home to a bird that flew down my chimney and a cranky teething baby.
Yikes! I hope baby sleeps well tonight and that the week gets better. Try to do something to relax tonight.
My husband hasnt even been gone for his business trip for twelve hours yet and so far I've come home to a bird that flew down my chimney and a cranky teething baby.
Yikes! I hope baby sleeps well tonight and that the week gets better. Try to do something to relax tonight.
Stuck in the box:
I've got some good plans this weekend with my mom friends for Mother's Day (since our hubbies are gone). I managed to get the bird out of the house pretty easy, but cleanup from it being in the house with the dog for a few hours was a pain. Hopefully the Tylenol I gave to Jackie will be enough to get her to sleep through the night.
DD1: June '16 DD2: March ‘19 :::: Married since 2011 :::: USN Wife ::::
I have a niece who is a month older than DS. She's been walking for two weeks now, and so my family keeps asking me if DS is "walking yet" as if he's slow or something. He's 10.5 months old. Nothing is wrong with him!
I have a niece who is a month older than DS. She's been walking for two weeks now, and so my family keeps asking me if DS is "walking yet" as if he's slow or something. He's 10.5 months old. Nothing is wrong with him!
Family comparisons are the worst. When people try to compare Miles to their kids or my siblings and such, I usually ask them if they knew when they started walking (or whatever else). Most of them don't, so then I can happily reply that it's because it doesn't matter.
Sometimes I'll follow it up with complaining about how slow he is compared to our cats though. We adopted them when they were two months old and at that time they were fully weaned, running, and able to stay in the house by themselves while I went to work. They usually either laugh or get really confused and walk away
Me: 32 DH: 31 *The old lady by 5 whole weeks* Married: 11/2013 M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
I have a niece who is a month older than DS. She's been walking for two weeks now, and so my family keeps asking me if DS is "walking yet" as if he's slow or something. He's 10.5 months old. Nothing is wrong with him!
Family comparisons are the worst. When people try to compare Miles to their kids or my siblings and such, I usually ask them if they knew when they started walking (or whatever else). Most of them don't, so then I can happily reply that it's because it doesn't matter.
Sometimes I'll follow it up with complaining about how slow he is compared to our cats though. We adopted them when they were two months old and at that time they were fully weaned, running, and able to stay in the house by themselves while I went to work. They usually either laugh or get really confused and walk away
Gurrrl I hate the comparisons, thankfully we don't talk to that side of the family. They are EVIL. My son is 11.5 months and nowhere near walking (can stand with support). He still has until 18 months to walk and he's developing slower. The daycare sometimes does that. There's a baby who is one month younger and he's cruising furniture. They always praise him and say "look, he's younger than LO and he's doing so well!" It's hurtful. Granted, this boy is heavier and my son's a twig. I think that's why his physical milestones are slower - he's very thin. His legs are like twigs, lol. But socially, my son's the only one who can clap on cue, can babble on, smiles and even laughs so much. He's also the only baby who will go the extra mile to go to army crawl to go under the cribs and retrieve a toy. And he's on the sippy cup 90% of the time
I have a niece who is a month older than DS. She's been walking for two weeks now, and so my family keeps asking me if DS is "walking yet" as if he's slow or something. He's 10.5 months old. Nothing is wrong with him!
Family comparisons are the worst. When people try to compare Miles to their kids or my siblings and such, I usually ask them if they knew when they started walking (or whatever else). Most of them don't, so then I can happily reply that it's because it doesn't matter.
Sometimes I'll follow it up with complaining about how slow he is compared to our cats though. We adopted them when they were two months old and at that time they were fully weaned, running, and able to stay in the house by themselves while I went to work. They usually either laugh or get really confused and walk away
Gurrrl I hate the comparisons, thankfully we don't talk to that side of the family. They are EVIL. My son is 11.5 months and nowhere near walking (can stand with support). He still has until 18 months to walk and he's developing slower. The daycare sometimes does that. There's a baby who is one month younger and he's cruising furniture. They always praise him and say "look, he's younger than LO and he's doing so well!" It's hurtful. Granted, this boy is heavier and my son's a twig. I think that's why his physical milestones are slower - he's very thin. His legs are like twigs, lol. But socially, my son's the only one who can clap on cue, can babble on, smiles and even laughs so much. He's also the only baby who will go the extra mile to go to army crawl to go under the cribs and retrieve a toy. And he's on the sippy cup 90% of the time
See, that's what people don't remember, these milestones are like whenever you had to study for tests at school. You only have so much time to study and babies choose the subjects they find more interesting. Some choose walking, but others choose talking, or critical thinking like you mentioned with crawling under things. But everyone likes to think their kid is superior (guilty) so the comparisons still fly
Me: 32 DH: 31 *The old lady by 5 whole weeks* Married: 11/2013 M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
Laying in bed next to my stupid husband and it is 7:30 am his alarm has been going off since 6 and he obviously has zero intentions of getting up. I have mine set to 8 and of course I have been up since 6. I really wish he wouldn't bother sleeping in our bed. I used to like it when we were first together but now I definitely prefer the bed to myself...
Laying in bed next to my stupid husband and it is 7:30 am his alarm has been going off since 6 and he obviously has zero intentions of getting up. I have mine set to 8 and of course I have been up since 6. I really wish he wouldn't bother sleeping in our bed. I used to like it when we were first together but now I definitely prefer the bed to myself...
Oh I hate when my husband does this - how can they sleep through it?!
Laying in bed next to my stupid husband and it is 7:30 am his alarm has been going off since 6 and he obviously has zero intentions of getting up. I have mine set to 8 and of course I have been up since 6. I really wish he wouldn't bother sleeping in our bed. I used to like it when we were first together but now I definitely prefer the bed to myself...
I hear ya, but I'd also be so hurt if he told me he wanted his own bed : (
Laying in bed next to my stupid husband and it is 7:30 am his alarm has been going off since 6 and he obviously has zero intentions of getting up. I have mine set to 8 and of course I have been up since 6. I really wish he wouldn't bother sleeping in our bed. I used to like it when we were first together but now I definitely prefer the bed to myself...
I hear ya, but I'd also be so hurt if he told me he wanted his own bed : (
He normally falls asleep in the basement working so I'm out of the habit of having him in bed. Now the snoring, constant alarms and excess body heat definitely bother me more lol. When one of our kids climb into bed I definitely head for the couch. I think I just need my own personal cocoon to sleep in ; )
Laying in bed next to my stupid husband and it is 7:30 am his alarm has been going off since 6 and he obviously has zero intentions of getting up. I have mine set to 8 and of course I have been up since 6. I really wish he wouldn't bother sleeping in our bed. I used to like it when we were first together but now I definitely prefer the bed to myself...
I hear ya, but I'd also be so hurt if he told me he wanted his own bed : (
He normally falls asleep in the basement working so I'm out of the habit of having him in bed. Now the snoring, constant alarms and excess body heat definitely bother me more lol. When one of our kids climb into bed I definitely head for the couch. I think I just need my own personal cocoon to sleep in ; )
My husband and I slept in separate beds for years. It was f&@$ing glorious. Haha.
We only now sleep in the same bed since we've had Ethan. He snores like crazy and hogs the covers...plus he hates how soft our mattress is, which is why he just slept in the spare bedroom that has a firm mattress. Thank goodness for a Cal King so he can be Way on the other side.
Apparently changes made made to the tax code AFTER we filed taxes now mean we owe the government 1.5k of our refund back, even though they sent us a letter a month ago saying that they owed us money. Lots of long phone calls ahead to figure out what it all really means.
Pluss kids school tuition is due next month, which is stressful, and I still have to get a TB test for dd preschool forms. Dh wants to move so that we can make our current home a rental property, and there's a house he wants to put an offer on, and I just love my house so much it's hard for me to even consider it rationally.
Basically i cant handle being an adult today, and would rather go play with the kids and pretend I don't have to deal with any of it.
@AmberLiz99 I think mine is definitely due to sleep deprivation. Damien is doing really well with putting himself back to sleep rather than me getting up to give him a bottle but I'm still on edge during the night.
Another vent: The house we fell in love with just sold. I knew that was likely going to happen and warned my husband not to get attached but damn, just sucks.
@AmberLiz99 I think mine is definitely due to sleep deprivation. Damien is doing really well with putting himself back to sleep rather than me getting up to give him a bottle but I'm still on edge during the night.
Another vent: The house we fell in love with just sold. I knew that was likely going to happen and warned my husband not to get attached but damn, just sucks.
Oh no, that stinks! We had that happen a couple times when we were purchasing 8 years ago. It's emotional
@AmberLiz99 I think mine is definitely due to sleep deprivation. Damien is doing really well with putting himself back to sleep rather than me getting up to give him a bottle but I'm still on edge during the night.
Another vent: The house we fell in love with just sold. I knew that was likely going to happen and warned my husband not to get attached but damn, just sucks.
I'm sorry and I know how you feel, this was us last year. I was upset, but we saved quite a bit on property taxes by buying somewhere else. I hope the right house comes along soon!
I thought my husband and I were on the same page of being "one and done" but keeping the door cracked open to maybe having a 2nd one at some point. I really thought we were both leaning heavily towards one and done and that #2 was unlikely (based on discussions in which we both said as much). Recently he had a mini-freak out when he realized that at this point, Damien won't have any siblings or cousins. He is worried that he'll be alone, which I understand but just don't see it as a huge deal (I'm banking on friends and him one day having a family of his own...though maybe that's a bit presumptuous of me).
Ever since then, when chatting with friends and family, he brings up "baby #2" a lot. We previously drilled it into our parents' heads that we're "one and done" (mostly just so they'll leave us alone) but now we're back to his parents constantly bringing it up because he's given them hope for another grandchild. I'm still very much not interested in having another baby (that could change, not saying that won't happen) but it's frustrating that I feel a bit of pressure from him now to consider it way sooner than anticipated. I've tried talking with him about it but he just waves it off and says something like, "Well it's not like we'll start trying tomorrow."
So his evil middle brother is coming home from overseas with his wife and child (who were there due to a funeral), and demanded both my hubs or the oldest brother LEND him our vans because his car is MUCH too small to fit 4 luggages and mom and baby. The oldest brother said no because they are a family of 6 and would never fit in his small car and cannot do without the van. So middle brother is like pick me up at the airport then so we can have two cars. Airport is 3 1/2 hours away. Older brother says "no, sorry, I have a busy schedule. Why not rent a U-haul or another vehicle?" So then he contacts my husband and is like "LEND ME YOUR VEHICLE or PICK ME UP. Oldest brother is too busy." with a not so nice tone. My husband stupidly obliges and while I have reservations about it (because evil middle brother said some horrible things to me and ruined our anniversary) I said okay, as long as you're back early. Well, last night I saw my husband's text messages and the itinerary now says he's arriving at 10:42pm. Meaning by the time they get luggage together and all, it could be up to 3am by the time they get back home. Nevermind that DH has to work the next day (6am wake-up). So I said no, I am not allowing such a thing. He got mad and said that it's only going to inconvenience him and that he can handle it and blah blah. I was angry because I do not want my husband out on the roads in the middle of the night driving because evil brother is too cheap to rent a car or even get a U-haul. Evil brother has always been that way - inconveniencing others to save a buck. Still lives at home and has alienated Oldest brother's family (his wife refuses to set foot near the house, nor do the kids) and recently alienated me (I refuse to set foot at the house either). Poor MIL and FIL do not get visits from their grand kids and son's families because evil BIL says horrible things about their wives, including me. He's bat-shit crazy.
So now I accused my husband of taking his brother's side, of not remembering the horrifying things he said to us about our son and about me while I was battling severe PPD and PPA. It's kicking a person so horribly when they're down. Never once apologized and aren't sorry. Plus, they tried to turn him against me by saying he should "stand up for himself" and "demand I start being a mother," knowing full well I couldn't even take care of myself.
I told my husband that he should be ashamed of trying to go above and beyond for people who have done this to us and that I feel like he's not standing by me.
So his evil middle brother is coming home from overseas with his wife and child (who were there due to a funeral), and demanded both my hubs or the oldest brother LEND him our vans because his car is MUCH too small to fit 4 luggages and mom and baby. The oldest brother said no because they are a family of 6 and would never fit in his small car and cannot do without the van. So middle brother is like pick me up at the airport then so we can have two cars. Airport is 3 1/2 hours away. Older brother says "no, sorry, I have a busy schedule. Why not rent a U-haul or another vehicle?" So then he contacts my husband and is like "LEND ME YOUR VEHICLE or PICK ME UP. Oldest brother is too busy." with a not so nice tone. My husband stupidly obliges and while I have reservations about it (because evil middle brother said some horrible things to me and ruined our anniversary) I said okay, as long as you're back early. Well, last night I saw my husband's text messages and the itinerary now says he's arriving at 10:42pm. Meaning by the time they get luggage together and all, it could be up to 3am by the time they get back home. Nevermind that DH has to work the next day (6am wake-up). So I said no, I am not allowing such a thing. He got mad and said that it's only going to inconvenience him and that he can handle it and blah blah. I was angry because I do not want my husband out on the roads in the middle of the night driving because evil brother is too cheap to rent a car or even get a U-haul. Evil brother has always been that way - inconveniencing others to save a buck. Still lives at home and has alienated Oldest brother's family (his wife refuses to set foot near the house, nor do the kids) and recently alienated me (I refuse to set foot at the house either). Poor MIL and FIL do not get visits from their grand kids and son's families because evil BIL says horrible things about their wives, including me. He's bat-shit crazy.
So now I accused my husband of taking his brother's side, of not remembering the horrifying things he said to us about our son and about me while I was battling severe PPD and PPA. It's kicking a person so horribly when they're down. Never once apologized and aren't sorry. Plus, they tried to turn him against me by saying he should "stand up for himself" and "demand I start being a mother," knowing full well I couldn't even take care of myself.
I told my husband that he should be ashamed of trying to go above and beyond for people who have done this to us and that I feel like he's not standing by me.
I'm sorry this is happening to you! My husband is also a "go above and beyond for everyone even if they are awful" person and it drives me nuts! Maybe have a discussion with him about setting certain boundaries with this brother in the future. Good luck!
@Delitachan that situation is ridiculous, I don't understand people who book flights and make other people part of their transportation plan without consulting them first. Ummm the flight isn't the only cost of travelling, if you can't afford to get to and from the airport, you can't afford the trip.
@vintagevix2016 I'm sorry about the disconnect between you and DH. I think what's most important right now is to agree that it's between you two and shouldn't be brought up in front of others?
@Delitachan that situation is ridiculous, I don't understand people who book flights and make other people part of their transportation plan without consulting them first. Ummm the flight isn't the only cost of travelling, if you can't afford to get to and from the airport, you can't afford the trip.
@vintagevix2016 I'm sorry about the disconnect between you and DH. I think what's most important right now is to agree that it's between you two and shouldn't be brought up in front of others?
Yea, I think that's the first thing to tackle, not bringing it up in front of friends/family until we've figured things out.
@vintagevix2016 I'm sorry about the disconnect between you and DH. I think what's most important right now is to agree that it's between you two and shouldn't be brought up in front of others?
Yea, I think that's the first thing to tackle, not bringing it up in front of friends/family until we've figured things out.
Agreed there. Changing his mind is one thing. Changing his mind and putting pressure on you by telling family to expect another LO is a little inconsiderate.
Me: 32 DH: 31 *The old lady by 5 whole weeks* Married: 11/2013 M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
We spent the whole weekend decluttering and cleaning the condo in preparation for our realtor coming tonight to evaluate the place. Our fryer has been sitting on top of the stove for over a week (in hopes that my husband would be awesome and clean it since I HATE cleaning it). It was only a matter of time one of us would bump a knob on the stovetop and not realize it...and of course that person happened to be me last night when my husband was out and I was trying to get Damien ready for bed. I came out of the nursery to the smell of burning plastic and oil (the oil is stored in a plastic bin underneath the actual fryer when not in use). I guess I turned the eye on and the plastic melted, thus spilling oil aaaaaall over the stove and down the sides/back of the oven. I frantically tried to clean it all up (turning the eye off of course) but it turned into an entire evening of deep cleaning. We had to move the oven out as well, just to get all behind it and under it. Such a mess! I'm so annoyed with myself but so grateful I caught it before the oil could do any damage or start a fire.
PS: Is there a difference between a real estate agent and a realtor? I'm not sure I'm using the correct term.
We spent the whole weekend decluttering and cleaning the condo in preparation for our realtor coming tonight to evaluate the place. Our fryer has been sitting on top of the stove for over a week (in hopes that my husband would be awesome and clean it since I HATE cleaning it). It was only a matter of time one of us would bump a knob on the stovetop and not realize it...and of course that person happened to be me last night when my husband was out and I was trying to get Damien ready for bed. I came out of the nursery to the smell of burning plastic and oil (the oil is stored in a plastic bin underneath the actual fryer when not in use). I guess I turned the eye on and the plastic melted, thus spilling oil aaaaaall over the stove and down the sides/back of the oven. I frantically tried to clean it all up (turning the eye off of course) but it turned into an entire evening of deep cleaning. We had to move the oven out as well, just to get all behind it and under it. Such a mess! I'm so annoyed with myself but so grateful I caught it before the oil could do any damage or start a fire.
PS: Is there a difference between a real estate agent and a realtor? I'm not sure I'm using the correct term.
That sucks! I think those terms are the same but I have no idea? Best wishes selling your condo quickly!
We spent the whole weekend decluttering and cleaning the condo in preparation for our realtor coming tonight to evaluate the place. Our fryer has been sitting on top of the stove for over a week (in hopes that my husband would be awesome and clean it since I HATE cleaning it). It was only a matter of time one of us would bump a knob on the stovetop and not realize it...and of course that person happened to be me last night when my husband was out and I was trying to get Damien ready for bed. I came out of the nursery to the smell of burning plastic and oil (the oil is stored in a plastic bin underneath the actual fryer when not in use). I guess I turned the eye on and the plastic melted, thus spilling oil aaaaaall over the stove and down the sides/back of the oven. I frantically tried to clean it all up (turning the eye off of course) but it turned into an entire evening of deep cleaning. We had to move the oven out as well, just to get all behind it and under it. Such a mess! I'm so annoyed with myself but so grateful I caught it before the oil could do any damage or start a fire.
PS: Is there a difference between a real estate agent and a realtor? I'm not sure I'm using the correct term.
Wow, that was a good catch, but what awful luck. I'm glad nobody got hurt, that could have been super dangerous. Sucks on the deep clean, though. I think @Tawny87 is correct that they're basically the same. I think one has special licensing or a member of a special group.
Me: 32 DH: 31 *The old lady by 5 whole weeks* Married: 11/2013 M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
We spent the whole weekend decluttering and cleaning the condo in preparation for our realtor coming tonight to evaluate the place. Our fryer has been sitting on top of the stove for over a week (in hopes that my husband would be awesome and clean it since I HATE cleaning it). It was only a matter of time one of us would bump a knob on the stovetop and not realize it...and of course that person happened to be me last night when my husband was out and I was trying to get Damien ready for bed. I came out of the nursery to the smell of burning plastic and oil (the oil is stored in a plastic bin underneath the actual fryer when not in use). I guess I turned the eye on and the plastic melted, thus spilling oil aaaaaall over the stove and down the sides/back of the oven. I frantically tried to clean it all up (turning the eye off of course) but it turned into an entire evening of deep cleaning. We had to move the oven out as well, just to get all behind it and under it. Such a mess! I'm so annoyed with myself but so grateful I caught it before the oil could do any damage or start a fire.
PS: Is there a difference between a real estate agent and a realtor? I'm not sure I'm using the correct term.
Wow, that was a good catch, but what awful luck. I'm glad nobody got hurt, that could have been super dangerous. Sucks on the deep clean, though. I think @Tawny87 is correct that they're basically the same. I think one has special licensing or a member of a special group.
We finished all the deep cleaning last night, thank goodness. Never want to do that again!
Fair enough, in the end I guess as long as they get the job done and well, then whatever. The guy we hired is a family friend so we're in good hands. He threw a lot of information at us last night so we're glad to have him on hand to help us through the process of selling/buying.
Just met with the contractors about fixing the problem that's letting water into our basement. It's going to be over $7k. And I still can't get a job. Feeling sick.
Just met with the contractors about fixing the problem that's letting water into our basement. It's going to be over $7k. And I still can't get a job. Feeling sick.
That's awful! Is any of it work that your husband and some buddies could possibly do? Also, I know your family goes to church, at times at my church they will take up a separate collection to help parishioners out. Maybe your church could help?
Super rediculous, I know, but I'm mad that my husband was roped into taking a bunch of Boston coworkers to casa Bonita down In Denver tonight and won't be home until 11. This would be less annoying if we weren't having a garage sale starting at 7am tomorrow and if I didn't have to do basically all the setup by myself after I get them to bed.
Dh is having one of his clueless jerk like weeks. Last week I was really honest with him and told him how stressed out I've been about jobs and money, and that I've been feeling really poorly about myself, and like he wasn't very kind to me lately. I thought it was a good talk, but apparently nothing I said mattered to him much. This morning dh went out all morning by himself while the kids and I stayed home to clean and prep for dinner guests tonight. When he got home he watched his shows and surfed the internet for a few hours. The kids were being crazy, so I stepped upstairs for a much needed mental break (the kids have been non stop this week) and after one minute I hear dh calling for me. I ignored it, he comes into the nursery where I am about three minutes later, dumps poor Nadia in her crib crying and says angrily "I was calling for you. My head is killing me". And he shut himself in his room. Arg! How many times do I have to explain how being a parent works? He wasn't so much like this until last year, but nothing I say or do gets through sometimes! Our friends come in 30 minutes, and I have no clue if he'll even get up. Or if I should even try to ask him too
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Fast forward to when I get up to dump our trash and completely eat shit and fall right on my knee.
Sometimes I'll follow it up with complaining about how slow he is compared to our cats though. We adopted them when they were two months old and at that time they were fully weaned, running, and able to stay in the house by themselves while I went to work. They usually either laugh or get really confused and walk away
Married: 11/2013
M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
The daycare sometimes does that. There's a baby who is one month younger and he's cruising furniture. They always praise him and say "look, he's younger than LO and he's doing so well!" It's hurtful. Granted, this boy is heavier and my son's a twig. I think that's why his physical milestones are slower - he's very thin. His legs are like twigs, lol.
But socially, my son's the only one who can clap on cue, can babble on, smiles and even laughs so much. He's also the only baby who will go the extra mile to go to army crawl to go under the cribs and retrieve a toy. And he's on the sippy cup 90% of the time
Married: 11/2013
M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
We only now sleep in the same bed since we've had Ethan. He snores like crazy and hogs the covers...plus he hates how soft our mattress is, which is why he just slept in the spare bedroom that has a firm mattress. Thank goodness for a Cal King so he can be Way on the other side.
Apparently changes made made to the tax code AFTER we filed taxes now mean we owe the government 1.5k of our refund back, even though they sent us a letter a month ago saying that they owed us money. Lots of long phone calls ahead to figure out what it all really means.
Pluss kids school tuition is due next month, which is stressful, and I still have to get a TB test for dd preschool forms. Dh wants to move so that we can make our current home a rental property, and there's a house he wants to put an offer on, and I just love my house so much it's hard for me to even consider it rationally.
Basically i cant handle being an adult today, and would rather go play with the kids and pretend I don't have to deal with any of it.
Another vent: The house we fell in love with just sold. I knew that was likely going to happen and warned my husband not to get attached but damn, just sucks.
Ever since then, when chatting with friends and family, he brings up "baby #2" a lot. We previously drilled it into our parents' heads that we're "one and done" (mostly just so they'll leave us alone) but now we're back to his parents constantly bringing it up because he's given them hope for another grandchild. I'm still very much not interested in having another baby (that could change, not saying that won't happen) but it's frustrating that I feel a bit of pressure from him now to consider it way sooner than anticipated. I've tried talking with him about it but he just waves it off and says something like, "Well it's not like we'll start trying tomorrow."
So his evil middle brother is coming home from overseas with his wife and child (who were there due to a funeral), and demanded both my hubs or the oldest brother LEND him our vans because his car is MUCH too small to fit 4 luggages and mom and baby. The oldest brother said no because they are a family of 6 and would never fit in his small car and cannot do without the van. So middle brother is like pick me up at the airport then so we can have two cars. Airport is 3 1/2 hours away. Older brother says "no, sorry, I have a busy schedule. Why not rent a U-haul or another vehicle?"
So then he contacts my husband and is like "LEND ME YOUR VEHICLE or PICK ME UP. Oldest brother is too busy." with a not so nice tone. My husband stupidly obliges and while I have reservations about it (because evil middle brother said some horrible things to me and ruined our anniversary) I said okay, as long as you're back early.
Well, last night I saw my husband's text messages and the itinerary now says he's arriving at 10:42pm. Meaning by the time they get luggage together and all, it could be up to 3am by the time they get back home. Nevermind that DH has to work the next day (6am wake-up). So I said no, I am not allowing such a thing. He got mad and said that it's only going to inconvenience him and that he can handle it and blah blah. I was angry because I do not want my husband out on the roads in the middle of the night driving because evil brother is too cheap to rent a car or even get a U-haul. Evil brother has always been that way - inconveniencing others to save a buck. Still lives at home and has alienated Oldest brother's family (his wife refuses to set foot near the house, nor do the kids) and recently alienated me (I refuse to set foot at the house either). Poor MIL and FIL do not get visits from their grand kids and son's families because evil BIL says horrible things about their wives, including me. He's bat-shit crazy.
So now I accused my husband of taking his brother's side, of not remembering the horrifying things he said to us about our son and about me while I was battling severe PPD and PPA. It's kicking a person so horribly when they're down. Never once apologized and aren't sorry. Plus, they tried to turn him against me by saying he should "stand up for himself" and "demand I start being a mother," knowing full well I couldn't even take care of myself.
I told my husband that he should be ashamed of trying to go above and beyond for people who have done this to us and that I feel like he's not standing by me.
Baby #2 Due 3/7/20
Married: 11/2013
M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
PS: Is there a difference between a real estate agent and a realtor? I'm not sure I'm using the correct term.
Married: 11/2013
M: 6/2016 E: 5/2018
Fair enough, in the end I guess as long as they get the job done and well, then whatever. The guy we hired is a family friend so we're in good hands. He threw a lot of information at us last night so we're glad to have him on hand to help us through the process of selling/buying.
Baby #2 Due 3/7/20
Our friends come in 30 minutes, and I have no clue if he'll even get up. Or if I should even try to ask him too