Fearsy Random suggestion but if the car is a semi-recent model, try contacting the dealership. We had to do that in a pinch once for a car part that was going to take forever to order. I think they literally popped a part off a showroom model.
Post by eliza040502 on May 23, 2016 6:09:53 GMT -5
We tried booking our tickets to France last night. Both Delta and Air France advertise discounts on infant / children for international flights. Deltas discount was $9! My H spent an hour on the phone to hear that. No discount for AF. So we then decided to book online and AFs website doesn't let you buy a seat for an infant. An infant ticket is a lap ticket only. A child seat won't accept a 2015 birthday. So now he has to call air France back again today. So crazy.
Arthur slept well but woke up with an even deeper cough. No fever though but every time he breathes it reaches very far. I woke up with a vet sore throat so I guess that I'm going this way too.
You gotta love my doctors office. The only way to have a appointment is to call at 9 pm the night before. So we can only go tomorrow after I'll call tonight. Uh.
Post by southernpeach89 on May 23, 2016 7:15:20 GMT -5
Ugh I'm stressed this morning. My to do list is getting long and so is DH's to do list and I always know his to do list ends up becoming mine. I just need a day to myself to get everything done. AND the ladies in my bible study group planned our meet up at 5:00 today which is when Callie usually eats. Hope they don't mind me trying to feed her while they talk. Oh well.
We also have to call AT&T to switch our phone plans. I hate phone stuff. UGHHHH this morning sucks already.
Rainy Monday here. H is in class all day and then has a welcome dinner tonight so it's just C and I. We ventured out to buy diapers and really need a few more things but carrying C, an umbrella, and a bag full of groceries isn't happening.
Btw, I have almost mastered saying: Je ne parle pas Francais. Parlez-vous anglais?
Oh, and H insists that "anglais" is pronounced with the S. Despite Google translate and the two phrase books I have that tell him otherwise. He is horrible with languages but thinks he's great, which gets dicey because he very confidently uses the incorrect words/pronunciations over and over. I forgot this about him until yesterday.
Val got up at 4:45 this morning. H went and got her for me since she wasn't settling back down & DS was still sleeping. I nursed her then she thought it was party time. Um no baby mommy isn't playing this game. She was fussy in our room so I put her back in her's and she stayed quiet till just before 7. DS woke up around 6:30 and starting his new whining thing since we have ditched his binky over a week ago now. I told him over the monitor to stop it and we will get him when we get up, that bought us an extra 20 minutes before he started crying, then Val realized after hearing him for a bit to join in. So at 7 I got up opened DS door and got Val.
I'm so happy DS got rid of the binky, but man I miss quiet mornings. We need to figure something out for him so he knows to be quiet till we come get him.
We have Val's 9 month check up today a bit earlier than normal. My guess is her doctor is on vacation during the time we would normally go. When she got shots at her 6 month check she started STTN, maybe more shots today will fix my super early riser that we have been dealing with the past few days. At least the first couple of times she did it she would go right back down without any help from me. Please Val be a big girl go back to sleep on your own again please!
We went to bed right after GoT last night. We talked about getting to bed earlier now because of this trend. Before I got the kids up for the day H joked and said we need to be in bed at 8pm!
6 wake ups again last night, ugh! I'm really dreading work today - lots to do and no energy to do it. C has been coughing since yesterday, and it's worse this morning. I can't figure out if it's teething related, or if she's coming down with something. My parents watch her during the week, and my dad has cancer, and he told us yesterday that he can no longer be around her when she is sick due to his weakened immune system. So, I'm stressing about it from all angles. I don't want C to be sick, and I really don't want to put my dad at risk either. Why can't babies come with an instruction manual that can tell me exactly what's going on?!
Btw, I have almost mastered saying: Je ne parle pas Francais. Parlez-vous anglais?
Oh, and H insists that "anglais" is pronounced with the S. Despite Google translate and the two phrase books I have that tell him otherwise. He is horrible with languages but thinks he's great, which gets dicey because he very confidently uses the incorrect words/pronunciations over and over. I forgot this about him until yesterday.
It's not ; )
Tell him that the s is there to make the difference between "ai - é" and "ais - è"
Btw, I have almost mastered saying: Je ne parle pas Francais. Parlez-vous anglais?
Oh, and H insists that "anglais" is pronounced with the S. Despite Google translate and the two phrase books I have that tell him otherwise. He is horrible with languages but thinks he's great, which gets dicey because he very confidently uses the incorrect words/pronunciations over and over. I forgot this about him until yesterday.
It's definitely has a "lay" sound at the end, as emejay will concur with me on!!! Tell your husband that the frenchies say no more "s".
(Although France French and Québec French are quite different)
Btw, I have almost mastered saying: Je ne parle pas Francais. Parlez-vous anglais?
Oh, and H insists that "anglais" is pronounced with the S. Despite Google translate and the two phrase books I have that tell him otherwise. He is horrible with languages but thinks he's great, which gets dicey because he very confidently uses the incorrect words/pronunciations over and over. I forgot this about him until yesterday.
It's definitely has a "lay" sound at the end, as emejay will concur with me on!!! Tell your husband that the frenchies say no more "s".
(Although France French and Québec French are quite different)
European French will have anglais not pronounced like "lay" but more like "lait - milk"
We are so busy at work and my daycare just called to tell me DS has a fever of 100.4. WTF. Hopefully the Tylenol they are giving him works. I don't have the time to go and get him and take the day off. We finally have nice weather and the AC at the office is broke. It's going to be a million degrees in here by noon.
I'm trying to not get overly excited but a position in another division just opened at SO'S shop which would bring him back to normal hours. No more solo parenting!!! He's pretty sure someone with more experience will have the position before him, but we never know.
One of my friend also sent me a job opening in my city that asks for my degree. It's not.something I've done before, but I still have all the qualifications for it and it's right in my pay range for only 32.5 hours a week. There's like 0.01% chance they'll even call me in for a interview but I kinda want to apply?
Woke up to find a dryer full of wet clothes, since ours now apparently runs, but doesn't heat up. So that was awesome. Just what I felt like purchasing before we move!
Then I let the dog out and find a "dead" baby bat on the patio. I get a piece of cardboard to sweep it into the grass, so the dog won't eat it, and the thing moves. So then I figure, well let me put it in the shade so it at least it won't fry in the sun (it's going to die anyway, but frying seems cruel). Well, the thing attacks the cardboard and starts SCREAMING loudly. It's like 2 inches long, and making a noise like a shrieking person. That little bastard is going to learn about Darwinism today because it definitely got left right there on the damn patio.
Woke up to find a dryer full of wet clothes, since ours now apparently runs, but doesn't heat up. So that was awesome. Just what I felt like purchasing before we move!
Then I let the dog out and find a "dead" baby bat on the patio. I get a piece of cardboard to sweep it into the grass, so the dog won't eat it, and the thing moves. So then I figure, well let me put it in the shade so it at least it won't fry in the sun (it's going to die anyway, but frying seems cruel). Well, the thing attacks the cardboard and starts SCREAMING loudly. It's like 2 inches long, and making a noise like a shrieking person. That little bastard is going to learn about Darwinism today because it definitely got left right there on the damn patio.
We have had bats in our house! They aren't big, but when they fly they look huge. My cat goes nuts chasing them, he tries like hell but they fly so erratically he couldn't catch them. The first bat we found sleeping in our hallway under the fire alarm bracket, butters stood underneath it meowing like crazy. This was before we got pregnant with DS. The second bat DS was 4 months old. We heard the cat jumping around like crazy upstairs so H went up to check it out. As soon as he went up the bat came down and flew right over my head while I was feeding DS. I got up and ran to the basement. It flew back upstairs and H trapped it in our spare bedroom. It took a break on a window screen so we shut the window. We had already paid for bat proofing so we called the company to come and get it. Well the guy got bit when he put it in the truck! We had it tested so no rabies thank god!
It's a holiday up here, so DH is home (4th day in a row). But of course he's up in bed sleeping, while I woke up two hours ago, with the girls. I didn't get to sleep in at all this weekend. He did. I'm pissed but I don't have the energy in me to argue.
Post by andtheheartbreakers on May 23, 2016 8:51:21 GMT -5
Today is my sister's bridal shower. That I'm hosting. And that I started planning yesterday. Oops.
Also if you spend $400 to throw the bridal shower, do you still have to buy a gift?
I'm trying really hard to be excited about it, but it's hard because my parents have paid for every single thing. My Papa flew in yesterday so we all went over to my parents for dinner, and my sister just casually throws in there that they don't know what they'll do for drinks since they don't have any cups. So my dad says "so are you asking us to get cups?" and she replied "oh! Thank you! That would be awesome!".
My dad has a brother (R) that he does not talk to because he's such a piece of shit, and my dad and my Papa (his dad) don't get along so well because my Papa always sticks up for R. It drives my dad crazy that he's the successful one, yet he gets the short end of the stick because my Papa brushes him off and does anything (housing, lending all his money, vehicles, etc) to R. I had a little conversation finally with my mom last night that they are treating my sister the same way. That she's incapable of doing things for herself so they just swoop in and do it for her. They've paid for her whole wedding, done all the prep work, and they even pay for the house she and her fiancé are living in. They feel bad that she doesn't make enough money to buy her own place, or pay for it, so they are "just looking out for her".
andtheheartbreakers That's the worst, and it's the same in my family (mom and stepdad). Totally unequal treatment. On the one hand I don't need the help the same way my siblings do, but it sucks when I work so hard and they just kind of flit around and get compensated for it. It's super evident with things like weddings.
My dad and stepmom are the opposite to the extreme. They once helped out my brother with plane tickets, and then randomly mailed me a cheque for the same amount. I would never have known, or cared, but they are unnecessarily conscious about things like that.
Omg andtheheartbreakers I have so many thoughts and feels on your situation. My brother is 24 and has never had a job, dropped out of college after not attending for a couple years. So my parents pay for him to live in a 3400sqft house by himself, and cover all his expenses.
I have a rocky past with my parents and prefer not getting any favors from them, so for me it's not a personal thing necessarily. I just hate the way my brother lives bc it's so unhealthy, he's extremely introverted and as big as the house is he spends 95% of his time in his bedroom, and he leaves the house maybe once a week to get food. The only interaction he gets is with the two dogs, and my aunts' occasional check-in. I confront my parents about it all the time and they threaten to kick him out if he doesn't get a job by "x-time frame" but they never follow through.It drives me crazy but my parents justify it because he's not a bum in the streets.
It's so sad because my brother used to be an outgoing, charismatic guy. But he's one of those people that needs to be pushed off the nest before he flies, and my parents are the opposite of that, they're very regulated and traditional.
Oh andtheheartbreakers, I know all about last minute weddings and codependent adult siblings. Hugs, it's so hard.
I actually help support my dad, which should mean my brother is cut off. But, of course, it doesn't work that way. Needless the say, it's been a big issue for a while now and it's improved tremendously. I would rather not know what, if anything, my dad paid for my brothers wedding as it would incense me. Especially since my parents lost a ton of money on wedding 1 and paid for the entire reception for wedding 2.
It's good you pointed out the similarities to your mom, and hopefully that sinks in for her. My dad always said he never worried about me but worries about my brother so that's why he takes care of him. My uncle (youngest of 5) was the same - my grandmother paid for his life until the day she died and left him most of her estate because "he needs it more."
You're very kind to plan a nice shower for your sister and it's totally valid to tell her that's her gift!
Add me to the "parents coddle and take care of capable siblings" club. One of my brothers is 23 and still lives at home. He doesn't pay rent or anything towards living there and he isn't in college anymore (he dropped out after two years of half ass-Ing it). He does work, but it's three part time jobs that aren't that stable. And they just think he's doing all he can, and that he wouldn't be able to handle anymore than what he's doing. But when I lived at home, I was only allowed to as long as I was in school full time and worked full time. They told me if I ever stopped going to school, I would be kicked out. It's so annoying, but they've been this way his whole life, so I'm used to it.
OH YES, my younger siblings mooched off my mom forever. I left at 18. My choice I guess?
I won't be in work the month of June. I feel so happy right now. I have my vacation starting Saturday. When I get back June 10th, I start my FMLA for three weeks while my baby sitter goes for treatment. I had 6 weeks FMLA that I did not take after DD was born. I just worked from home. So I could take it up to her first birthday. So I thought, why the hell not? And told my boss I needed to take 3 weeks instead of killing myself trying to work and mom for those weeks. I am planning on going to the poconos for one of the weeks and we are getting the bathroom renovated while I'm away hopefully. Still finalizing dates.
Post by BookishMomma on May 23, 2016 9:33:15 GMT -5
I have summer fever. We spent most of the weekend out on the boat since the weather was gorgeous. Can't wait for more of that! Henry hates wearing his infant life jacket though, as do all infants I have ever seen in one. So we have to make lots of stops to get him out of it and let him stretch. Best case scenario is when she just falls asleep, like in the pic below.
Back at work today, ugh. I also have a call with my editor later in the day about the book I'm working on that's due to the publisher in the spring. I haven't talked to her in over a year and I'm soooo nervous about it. I'm about 100 pages in so far, and I like the way the story is going, but I really hope my editor feels the same way. It's weird working with someone early in a creative project. I'm hoping she'll just sort of say, yeah, that sounds good, go do your thing.
Me (37) + DH (39) BFP #1: DS born July 2011 BFPs #2,3,4,5: Four losses from Nov 2013-Nov 2014. Yeah, that sucked. BFP #6: 1/5/15 - Rainbow baby boy born 9/16/15
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