I told DH to leave me the stroller and the carrier this morning, which were in the car. He acted really confused, so I told him I needed both because I had two babies today and wanted to take them on a walk. He shrugged and left.
So what did he grab out of the car? The stroller and the car seat. How am I supposed to walk two babies with that?! Argh. No wonder he was acting confused.
I totally read stroller and carseat. Was also very confused.
I have my nuclear scan tomorrow afternoon. Freaking out about being away from Jacob for 48 hours. My aunt will be watching him for a few hours tomorrow until H gets off work, then H will be solo until Sunday afternoon...unless he freaks out, in which case my parents will help out.
Hoping all goes well in this scan so I can get rid of the defibrillator and get back to "normal".
My DH refuses to call things by their actual names. He has decided that Rock n Play actually means the bouncer. The jumparoo is a bouncer. The Rock n Play is called a crib. The crib is a bed. I could go on. It is ridiculously difficult to remember what he means when he refers to things and if I ask for something by the wrong name he won't bring me what I need, even though he knows what I'm talking about. He pretty much does it just to be belligerent because he thinks he's smarter than the people to made and named them and they were just wrong.
I don't know what I would do if my H messed up names like that, especially intentionally. I don't know if I would be able to ignore or play along with something like that without going nuts.
My mil is always in a rush for the kids to change and grow up too. She was worse with DS. His sleep habits, eating, his personality habits. I can honestly say 90% of why I thought I was making terrible decisions as a FTM was because I took her comments way too much to heart and let them fester over me. The day she took his bottle of milk away at 18 months old in public, made him cry, and told him it was yucky was the last day I let it bother me. (Let me add that he knew how to drink out of a cup or sippy at this point, but he never used a soother, slept well, and his crutch was his bottle of milk that he eventually gave up on his own shortly after. I was not worried about it) My H finally told her to leave him alone and I gave my last fuck.
And I like my MIL, lol.
However, it now irrationally bothers me when she says 'isn't it so much more laid back with the second?' Because I am a pretty laid back person to begin with and I tried so hard to believe what I was doing with DS was right and she was the single only person that I knew making me feel like I was wrong and stressing me out.
I've never really vented about that before, feels good haha.
Post by wegrowsheep on Oct 22, 2015 16:18:21 GMT -5
Thursday at the farm confession: It is 2 o clock, and T hasn't napped more than 20 minutes all day, and I JUST fed the older kids lunch. Mac & cheese from the box. So good....
Aaannd... Young guy in my office just totally opened the door on me while I was pumping. Lol... I heard a chorus of "nooo's" from the other people with desks near my office. I think he's probably been scarred for life.
Post by periwinkledaydreams on Oct 22, 2015 18:04:39 GMT -5
Well once again a normal boring day becomes a stupid fucking adventure. Went to my WIC appointment this morning. Whatever. Had a bunch of stuff to get done afterwards but as I was leaving I heard from my sister who was with her son at the park down the street from my house, so I figured Id just meet her there for a bit before doing everything else. On the way I remembered I needed to take my medicine, which was at home so I swung by the apartment just to grab my pills. Pulling in the tiny parking lot theres a dude Ive never seen before walking away from the building next to mine, walks right towards my car, the further in I pull the closer he gets to my car, completely against the logic of when a vehicle is driving towards you. I had my window down cause its nice out today and he's just shouting things towards me about do I know who lives at such and such unit.. until finally he's in the one foot of space between my window and the building just shouting down at me "how the fuck do you live here and not know who else lives here? You ignorant jerk!!!!" Etc etc. I was so terrified as he's right up in my window so I just put the car in reverse and backed out and he kept coming closer following my car towards the road!!!! Then I drove away and he walked back up into the driveway towards the back of the apartment. Needless to say I do not want to be home alone ever again. So scary. Fuck people. Im so tired!!!!
I totally read stroller and carseat. Was also very confused.
My H also gets confused by this.
My H calls carriers holders. My friend and I got a kick out of it on our way to Mommycon in August. I ask him what my spending limit was and he said it was up to me within reason and as long as I didn't come back with 4 baby holders. ..
Protip: don't stand a naked baby on your kitchen table. It doesn't matter how cute their bum is.
::cleaning up pee all over the table and floor::
Could've been worse I suppose.
Ugh yesterday I thought it would be a good idea to remove Ali's diaper on our bed right before bath time because she couldn't possibly pee in those 2 second before I pick her up. Um, no. Very bad idea.
Aaannd... Young guy in my office just totally opened the door on me while I was pumping. Lol... I heard a chorus of "nooo's" from the other people with desks near my office. I think he's probably been scarred for life.
Slow motion noooooo just came out of my mouth while reading this!!!
My mom, of all people, is the judgiest of the judgers. She always has something to say about my choices or questions me. I make it a point to often remind her that the last time she had a baby was 30 years ago and things have changed. I love her to death but that shit kills me.
She watched LO on Monday for her first time since she was just a newborn and I was telling her about naps and said she will nap well in here PnP here if you jiggle it, here RnP upstairs, or the swing, and my mom says condescendingly or her crib?!. Sure mom, you tackle that beast all by yourself today. Good luck.
I think we have the same mom. To this day my mom is convinced that my 2 year old will take a nap if you just have him lie on the couch with a pillow and watch TV and cover him with a blanket up to his head.
No mom. That just means he is going to watch TV for 2 hours during nap time and never fall asleep. She can't fathom why he can't fall asleep while watching TV.
Aaannd... Young guy in my office just totally opened the door on me while I was pumping. Lol... I heard a chorus of "nooo's" from the other people with desks near my office. I think he's probably been scarred for life.
Ha. And this is why I tape a note directly over the door handle.
Yes, me too! He had to stick his hand under it to get to the handle. Apparently he was just in too much of a hurry to notice. He apologized profusely while turning an unfortunate fuchsia color.
Aaannd... Young guy in my office just totally opened the door on me while I was pumping. Lol... I heard a chorus of "nooo's" from the other people with desks near my office. I think he's probably been scarred for life.
Ha. And this is why I tape a note directly over the door handle.
I do too. I also thankfully have a lock, which is great because I know several people have jiggled the handle. Then the knock. I'm not answering your knock either, sorry.
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