I hate meeting new people. Most of the mamas are here already and I'm sitting in my car waiting for my friend to get here. I need to grow up..
ETA: no, I don't need to grow up. This is the anxiety I deal with. Always have. Blah
This is me. I am terrible at meeting new people IRL. I don't know how to small talk. People end up just thinking I'm mean bc I don't smile or make conversation about the weather.
E let me sleep 4-9:30a!!! I fed her & now she's asleep again in her swing. I should probably clean or do homework... but I think I'll just sleep more bc SO tired after being up since 6 yesterday on 2 hrs sleep and out of the house 8:30a-11:30p yesterday. Naps are my only goal today.. cleaning can wait.
Eta - I asked my husband about cutting my hair last night, and he said I am beautiful no matter what my hair looks like, and to do anything I want to it, besides a super short boy cut. I'm by no means a woman that needs permission for things, but I wanted to run it past him in case he was secretly harboring short hair hatred, lol. So now I'm getting excited about a new 'do! My hair is about halfway down my back, and it's been in a ponytail practically since baby came. The few times I've actually done it, it hasn't lasted long because it gets pulled by tiny fingers. So I figure I will cut it now and then let it start growing back, by the time we're through baby phase, it will be long again!
Do you have a pic? I love creeping on everyone's new hair cuts and colors. I'm considering going a dark blonde so I don't have to find someone here I trust with bleaching and toning.
I hate meeting new people. Most of the mamas are here already and I'm sitting in my car waiting for my friend to get here. I need to grow up..
ETA: no, I don't need to grow up. This is the anxiety I deal with. Always have. Blah
Me too. I've been told by friends that they thought I was a stuck up bitch before they got to know me, just bc I don't say much. I don't like meeting new people unless I'm drunk lol. Anxiety is a bitch.
Speaking of anxiety, I've been having anxiety attacks recently and along with it, crazy strong cravings for a cigarette. Shit sucks. I can taste the nicotine in my mouth and it sounds so appealing. Fuck you addictions. I feel like a thousand bugs are crawling under my skiiiiinnnnn.
Also, holy projectile exorcist-style vomit this morning. And all I do after is sigh, and wipe off my baby, not me, and sit in the puke until she calms down. Wtf happened to me?
Post by shannonabigail on Oct 6, 2015 10:46:58 GMT -5
Somehow pulled my lower back today at work. No bueno. This is the first time this has happened to me so I have no idea how to deal with it other than ibuprofen until I can get home and take my oxy.
Post by gingerygirl on Oct 6, 2015 10:55:24 GMT -5
After two months, three kinds of creams, two kinds of ointments, endless hours of air time, and a whole container of baby powder Jackson's rash is FINALLY gone!! Poor babe, I can't even imagine having a painful rash for that long. What finally kicked it was nystatin ointment with baby powder on top.
I hate meeting new people. Most of the mamas are here already and I'm sitting in my car waiting for my friend to get here. I need to grow up..
ETA: no, I don't need to grow up. This is the anxiety I deal with. Always have. Blah
This is me. I am terrible at meeting new people IRL. I don't know how to small talk. People end up just thinking I'm mean bc I don't small or make conversation about the weather.
This is me too. Except if I've had too much to drink, then you can't shut me up.
DD will only nap in my arms. If I put her down she wakes up and starts to fuss. She has had 2 poopy diapers so far today, but think she is dealing with gas because she cries while she is sleeping. I am ready for her to have a mature GI system.
After the SSA failed trip I went to store and decided to make ranch cockpot chicken tacos tonight. Can't wait!!! And I can use left overs in salad for lunch.
On another note I attempted to run today. It ended up being a fat girl jogging/walking a stroller and could feel all my fat jiggle. 1.5 miles later I know I am so out of shape.
I hate meeting new people. Most of the mamas are here already and I'm sitting in my car waiting for my friend to get here. I need to grow up..
ETA: no, I don't need to grow up. This is the anxiety I deal with. Always have. Blah
This is me. I am terrible at meeting new people IRL. I don't know how to small talk. People end up just thinking I'm mean bc I don't small or make conversation about the weather.
This is me, too. And I swear my mind goes completely blank when I meet someone. It's all I can do to remember my name.
After the SSA failed trip I went to store and decided to make ranch cockpot chicken tacos tonight. Can't wait!!! And I can use left overs in salad for lunch.
On another note I attempted to run today. It ended up being a fat girl jogging/walking a stroller and could feel all my fat jiggle. 1.5 miles later I know I am so out of shape.
I'm going to attempt running when my husband gets home tonight, I'm kind of really scared to do it. Haven't dropped the money on a jogging stroller yet cause that sounds like adding an extra level of hell on to running which is already it's own hell....
I just got back from the pedi. M has a tight and thick lip tie. Dr said she has never cut a lip tie, only a tongue tie. The other Dr's in the practice said lip ties had to be referred to an ENT. They called and got me an appt. for tomorrow morning. I have seen where some of you ladies has issues getting the ties addressed and I was worried they would think I was crazy.
So, thank you ladies for even giving me the idea to look for a lip tie. Honestly, I hadn't ever heard of such a thing. Now FX that they will clip it tomorrow.
This is me. I am terrible at meeting new people IRL. I don't know how to small talk. People end up just thinking I'm mean bc I don't small or make conversation about the weather.
This is me too. Except if I've had too much to drink, then you can't shut me up.
+1. I turn into quite the social butterfly when alcohol is involved.
Made a complete list of all the stuff a family of four (with a newborn and three year old) need to take to the beach. Holy sandcastle Batman! So much crap! Then I got major OCD and had to make a list of exactly how this travel Tetris game is going down when we pack the car.
I'm also a little nervous about a change up. I was miserable for weeks trying to deal with newly nursing, a pumping schedule and massive oversupply. I've finally mastered all of the above and have a little that STTN. Please don't break it, vacay!!
This is me. I am terrible at meeting new people IRL. I don't know how to small talk. People end up just thinking I'm mean bc I don't small or make conversation about the weather.
This is me too. Except if I've had too much to drink, then you can't shut me up.
N just let out the loudest most ridiculous fart of his life... Then he laughed for the first time ever. I didn't cry because that is the last first laugh I'll ever get. That'd be weird. Don't get me wrong, no more babies here, but something about not being able to have more babies is making me sad. Even though dnw more babies. My brain is confusing.
I really need the swing to get here. Without it I'm stuck in nap jail... With a boob out. If I put it away, he wakes up and cries. Guaranteed delivery by Friday. Three more days.
We went to a friends last night and she made this blanket for the baby. It's huge, soft, and warm. It's perfect for snuggle time and it will last him a long time.
Post by motownthrowdown on Oct 6, 2015 13:59:04 GMT -5
Started to drop the bomb on my mom that A is probably not going anywhere for Christmas. She's not too happy. Then she asked how many WEEKS dh and I are going to quarantine ourselves after our trip to the Wizarding world because "you made me stay away after my trip." She went to Ireland. An international flight. For three weeks. A was about 2 pounds at the time.
And for the record, we'll probably wait a couple of days.
She's bored and trying to pick a fight. Not going to work.
Started to drop the bomb on my mom that A is probably not going anywhere for Christmas. She's not too happy. Then she asked how many WEEKS dh and I are going to quarantine ourselves after our trip to the Wizarding world because "you made me stay away after my trip." She went to Ireland. An international flight. For three weeks. A was about 2 pounds at the time.
And for the record, we'll probably wait a couple of days.
She's bored and trying to pick a fight. Not going to work.
I hate meeting new people. Most of the mamas are here already and I'm sitting in my car waiting for my friend to get here. I need to grow up..
ETA: no, I don't need to grow up. This is the anxiety I deal with. Always have. Blah
Me too. I've been told by friends that they thought I was a stuck up bitch before they got to know me, just bc I don't say much. I don't like meeting new people unless I'm drunk lol. Anxiety is a bitch.
Speaking of anxiety, I've been having anxiety attacks recently and along with it, crazy strong cravings for a cigarette. Shit sucks. I can taste the nicotine in my mouth and it sounds so appealing. Fuck you addictions. I feel like a thousand bugs are crawling under my skiiiiinnnnn.
Also, holy projectile exorcist-style vomit this morning. And all I do after is sigh, and wipe off my baby, not me, and sit in the puke until she calms down. Wtf happened to me?
*stuck in box* +1 for sitting in the puke. And I never change my spit up shirts. That coupled with nursing/night sweats, I smell lovely..
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