This FFFC brought to you by an ex I ran into today, and a conversation we had during the 10 seconds we dated over 10 years ago...
I’ll admit I 100% judge people who say they have no desire to travel. I’m not talking about those who’ve never had the means to travel (travel can be expensive, yo), but those who claim to have never had the desire to leave the borders of our country.
There’s a HUGE FREAKING WORLD out there and so much to learn from it. To be so content in your life, wherever it is you live, that you don’t even want to see anything else, is something I will never ever understand.
My son was up a million and two times last night (he has a runny nose, y’all. That is IT. Maybe the man cold is real.) Anyway, momma is tired today so they have been treated to a day of TV. This is mostly a confession because of my (very stereotypical) evolution as a Mom: I don’t think my DD1 watched any TV or movies until after my second child was born when DD1 was almost 2. Now, so long as it’s balanced by plenty of technology-free time and is mostly educational programming, it doesn’t bother me one bit.
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My FFFC is yesterday I called in sick to work so I could go to my husband's work and partake in the ice cream cake that he bought for a few members of his team who's birthday it was.
@lindsye ditto on the evolution thing... DS was 19 months old when DD1 was born and I desperately wished he'd sit and watch at least a whole 10 minutes of some kid show for the longest time. I was so glad when he finally started watching some TV shows.
My confession... I still judge parents that put their infants in front of screens. Toddlers? Got it. Infants? Meh, not necessary IMO.
DS: EDD, December 19th, 2014. Born, December 19th, 2014! DD: EDD, July 18th, 2016. Born, July 19th, 2016!
My confession I posted in yesterday’s UO but I’m posting it again because of how ridiculous it is. When I found out I’m high risk and likely can’t deliver at my small hospital I cried real tears, not because of the high risk or losing the familiarity but because our small hospital sends all new moms home with a frozen lasagna dinner complete with garlic bread, veggies and brownies! This isn’t some cheap grocery store generic lasagna. I swear it was the best lasagna I’ve ever had! And was by far our best pp meal after ds was born! So I cried over loss of lasagna!
On the topic of diaper bags: I've never bought a diaper bag, but used the need for a diaper bag as a justification for my to buy bigger purses/totes that I had been eyeing for a while. Sure, I use them as diaper bags, but I also just love using the bags.
@kmalls SO with you there. And not to diminish it because I feel that’s a pretty serious thing - but the FOOD they are missing too. I can’t. Which leads me to a similar point - I judge those people who do actually travel but then don’t try anything new while there. Like those that say they didn’t like an entire country/city because the food was weird or somehow not close enough to what they were used to (aka American). Makes my stomach sad. Food is half the reason I travel.
My FFFC is that I burst into tears last night because DH and the dog were trying to playfully snuggle on me while I was watching tv in bed, and between my serious shortness of breath and nasal congestion lately I started to feel like I was suffocating, and then couldn’t get up off the bed because I’m like a turtle on its shell right now. I got wicked claustrophobic and started to freak out. DH was slightly scared. Then I calmed down and had some ice cream.
@frenchiekinplusone it’s a slightly different thing but I can definitely empathize with the situation of being “touched out.” Because I’m home with my kids all day and so much of that involves touch, when DH gets home and also wants physical affection there are times when I almost feel claustrophobic, as you say, because of it. But it always makes me feel really guilty, like I should be able to love on my kids AND my husband (when all I want to do is tell everyone to leave me the eff alone for 10 freaking minutes so I can hide in the pantry and eat whatever I want in peace).
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My confession is that I have every intention of handing over our kindle to my kid tonight, and just giving the hell up on today. I usually go out of my way to do something engaging with my kid after work, no matter how tired I am, like go to the library. However, after dealing with thousands of dollars of fraud on my acct today, and a dozen other shitty things that required I sit on the phone with various institutions (medical bills, credit card issues, etc), I am just done.
I do not have a fun engaging bone in my body today. Queue crappy screen parenting tonight.
@frenchiekinplusone Haha I am probably one of those that would drive you nuts. I can be a picky eater and won't eat anything "weird". I like to try things that aren't just American though.
@frenchiekinplusone I feel the same way about not trying local cuisine when you travel. I have been for the most part really pleasantly surprised by the stuff Americans would feel is weird, like cow tongue (so friggin good!), but I do occasionally get a nasty bowl of "wtf why?" (I am looking at you, tripe).
@ngolimento Blech I would not eat cow tongue. But like I said, I'm picky even with American food. I won't eat any baby animals (I'm looking at you veal....). Won't eat anything that looks like what it was. Maybe this is why I was a vegetarian haha
@frenchiekinplusone it’s a slightly different thing but I can definitely empathize with the situation of being “touched out.” Because I’m home with my kids all day and so much of that involves touch, when DH gets home and also wants physical affection there are times when I almost feel claustrophobic, as you say, because of it. But it always makes me feel really guilty, like I should be able to love on my kids AND my husband (when all I want to do is tell everyone to leave me the eff alone for 10 freaking minutes so I can hide in the pantry and eat whatever I want in peace).
@lindsye so much this, I totally relate. For me it’s less physically being touched out but more of an auditory overload. There’s just so much noise all freaking day (whining, crying, questions that never end, the incessant MAMA’s!!) that by the time DH gets home, I’m done. He has a habit of mindlessly turning the TV on for background noise and I just can’t. It’s too much. I feel awful that I need us to sit in silence for a little while, but I need to decompress before I can fully engage him.
@kmalls I definitely relate to the noise claustrophobia issue, too. DH likes to come home, turn on music (at a decent volume ) and have a dance party with the kids, and while I LOVE that he does that with them while I’m finishing dinner, it often takes every little ounce of my willpower not to scream “turn that off!” Because yes, I have had my fair share of noise by that point, also.
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Re: FFFC
I’ll admit I 100% judge people who say they have no desire to travel. I’m not talking about those who’ve never had the means to travel (travel can be expensive, yo), but those who claim to have never had the desire to leave the borders of our country.
There’s a HUGE FREAKING WORLD out there and so much to learn from it. To be so content in your life, wherever it is you live, that you don’t even want to see anything else, is something I will never ever understand.
My confession... I still judge parents that put their infants in front of screens. Toddlers? Got it. Infants? Meh, not necessary IMO.
DS: EDD, December 19th, 2014. Born, December 19th, 2014!
DD: EDD, July 18th, 2016. Born, July 19th, 2016!
Baby #3: EDD, April 16th, 2016
DS: EDD, December 19th, 2014. Born, December 19th, 2014!
DD: EDD, July 18th, 2016. Born, July 19th, 2016!
Baby #3: EDD, April 16th, 2016
My FFFC is that I burst into tears last night because DH and the dog were trying to playfully snuggle on me while I was watching tv in bed, and between my serious shortness of breath and nasal congestion lately I started to feel like I was suffocating, and then couldn’t get up off the bed because I’m like a turtle on its shell right now. I got wicked claustrophobic and started to freak out. DH was slightly scared. Then I calmed down and had some ice cream.
Married: 10/3/15
TTC: May 2017
BFP: 7/20/17
EDD: 3/29/18
I do not have a fun engaging bone in my body today. Queue crappy screen parenting tonight.
@ngolimento Oh no I am so sorry!!!