mango I will call all the grand parent grandma/pa and then let LO naturally nickname them if he does. None of our parents have requested anything specific like "Grammy." I hope any names other than grandma/pa are decided by our children, theres no fun in a nickname you choose for yourself!
Post by shanniegal on Jan 31, 2015 16:02:57 GMT -5
Re: grandparent names We just asked them what they want to be called. H's parents will be Mama N and Grandpa (I'm very happy with these choices) and my parents will be Oneigh and Opa (WTF mom, why do you have to make up weird stuff?). Her name is Renee and my cousins have always called her Aunt Neigh and I called her mom Oma, so she wanted to combine the two. I think Neigh-Neigh would be cuter (since that's almost like Nana), but I'm not going to argue with her.
Post by shanniegal on Jan 31, 2015 16:08:56 GMT -5
I just got back from brunch with my husbands colleague who has a two month old. She is the sweetest baby! She fell asleep in my arms. It makes me want to hold my own squish so badly!
frecklesinside yup R had me up for 2 hours the other night and then i had myself up for an hour. Plus dh snoring. I'm about to kick em all out til baby comes so i can sleep!
earthian totally jealous. They never have anything good like that here.
lionelbtchy I'm sorry my feet were humungo with R. They're not as bad right now but i can still only fit in my flip flops or uggs. No tennies. None.
I think that's everyone....
Afm- omg we all slept in til 8. Amazeballs. We got up. I made french toast with strawberries and bacon. We went to a new farmers market again and dh found his habanero pistachio vendor so he was a happy man. They also had my tequila lime ones. Yum. Then we went to get groceries and stopped at my parents where I'm currently enjoying an iced chai latte and salsa verde and chips while my dad graciously washes my disgusting car. I can't imagine trying to wash my car right now. Of course it's supposed to rain now but my car is so bad it doesn't matter.
We're going to put R down soon and do my taxes and order chinese food. Fine Saturday if i do say so myself.
Post by busterrose on Jan 31, 2015 17:15:39 GMT -5
H is all pissy putting the ceiling fan in the nursery. He said there are some pieces missing. After getting an attitude trying to help him I walked out and am sitting comfortably on the sofa.
mango I will call all the grand parent grandma/pa and then let LO naturally nickname them if he does. None of our parents have requested anything specific like "Grammy." I hope any names other than grandma/pa are decided by our children, theres no fun in a nickname you choose for yourself!
I purposely asked H's parents what they wanted to be called (Oma and Opa). I'm pretty sure my parents picked out their nicknames (Grandma and Poppop) when my siblings started popping kids out awhile ago.
I feel like "grandparenthood" is such a big deal to them that it's respectful to refer to them how they would like (if the kid comes up with something on their own later on that's a different story of course). To each their own, I guess.
I managed to have a nap today. A nice long one. Then I woke up to a complete mess, that my kids had to clean up. But I woke up in excruciating pain. My hips hurt so much. Ugh pregnancy why do you have to hurt so bad?
Post by ashleyrh661 on Jan 31, 2015 18:17:26 GMT -5
Just got back from Target. And I feel like I am at the point of pregnancy where people are giving me the "are you going to give birth right now?" Look. ?
FFSC: 1) I have eaten some kind of giant sugary candy/dessert every day (read: probably 4+ servings in one sitting) for the past forever & my baby is going to be 900 pounds.
2) FB is kind of driving me crazy.
Oh and 3) I haven't cleaned a damn thing today, which was my whole plan for the day.
ETA 4) I KNOW the newborn (infant...toddler....I could keep going) phase sucks. I KNOW the whole raising a baby thing isn't a walk in the park. But...when I read articles about sleep deprivation, nursing strikes, colic, whatever other shit is terrible about babies, I'm just like "Meh, I'll get through it. I'll figure it out. I'll have to." Not that it won't be hard, or that I won't be suffering from raging PPD, or possibly having to do the put-baby-in-safe-place-and-walk-away thing 50 times a day.... but I'm just incapable of fearing it. I'm kinda like -- bring it on. Let's see what I can handle. And I KNOW I'll get broken. At least once. A day. But I just...I think it's such a foreign concept, dealing with a newborn 24/7....I just can't be that worried. I actually roll my eyes at some of the "just you wait"/brutally honest articles I read. I'm naive. I know. But the only thing my postpartum fear/anxiety brain can get worked up about is my body, my marriage, and our finances. I'm sure once I know what to expect, I'll be shitting bricks when I'm 34 weeks with baby #2
Sorry, I just never have anything to confess at the prescribed time
My husband's narcolepsy strikes again! I was laying in bed after my shower, talking to DH about his work stuff. When he was done, I started talking abut other stuff and he came to lay down next to me. Next thing I know, he's snoring! He just laid down less than 5 minutes before! I swear to something, he is driving me nuts!
Drive by post: I am freaking exhausted. Up since 6am so we could be at basketball cheer by 8am. Left there at 11am and headed to the 3 lacrosse games my girls had today. Plus, it was about 46 degrees and I sat out there, on the bleachers, from 1pm-5pm. I need a bath and to go to bed. Going to try to read and catch up while I soak in the tub and thaw myself out.
My husband's narcolepsy strikes again! I was laying in bed after my shower, talking to DH about his work stuff. When he was done, I started talking abut other stuff and he came to lay down next to me. Next thing I know, he's snoring! He just laid down less than 5 minutes before! I swear to something, he is driving me nuts!
My H is the same way. He can fall asleep five minutes after his head hits the pillow. He does the same thing on car trips or plane rides. It can be really annoying.
Post by NatashaBromanoff on Jan 31, 2015 18:58:41 GMT -5
mango yeah I'm sort of sick of seeing the "your life is over" stuff. I watched/helped my best friend with three newborns, infants, and toddlers; it's no walk in the park and every kid is different. But you roll with it, even the tough stuff. I'm not downplaying how bad colic and PPD and PPA can be, but I think sometimes people swing too far and make it all sound doom and gloom when in reality they all survived it without too many battle scars.
Post by luckystarz on Jan 31, 2015 19:24:42 GMT -5
I'll go back and read in a bit, we bought a minivan! Way nicer than we expected, and it has a DVD player. I'm so excited, and they have us what we wanted for my Jetta so that headache is gone too. Now we're getting ready for dinner, and excited to stay the night at the resort.
Oh my God, you guys, I might lose my mind. Our plumbing was fixed, after the pipe had broken, but the pressure control valve was messed up and water was leaking from the shower head. When we had our contractor come to fix the tile, we thought he fixed the pressure control valve so we wouldn't have to call the plumber back out. Well, now, the fucking thing is dripping again. I can't get it to stop and, of course, H is at work so I just have to deal with it. I told my daughter that I'm confiscating her sound machine so I can get some sleep tonight.
Post by thenetwork on Jan 31, 2015 20:23:51 GMT -5
I'm headed home from the office finally. I can't believe I had 8 blissful hours of silence. No co-worker chitchat, no phones ringing, no toddler TV shows or whining. Even though I spent all day on a depressing case, I feel refreshed.
Post by snarkysparklefart on Jan 31, 2015 20:26:00 GMT -5
shanniegal DHs stepmother is Renee and goes by Ne-Ne (pronounced like the last syllable of the name).
Re other grandparent names, my kids were not the first grandkids in my family, so my mom is GG, my step dad is Pa-pa, my dad is papaw, his GF goes by her first name. H's very annoying mother very annoyingly picked MiMa which I hate because it sounds too close to mama. (Of course just her presence annoys the piss out of me, so there's that) H's dad is Grandpa (first name) and his wife is NeNe.
I actually managed to get some housekeeping done today. I deep cleaned the kitchen and organized my desk and DDs craft hutch in the dining room. I'd like to clip coupons and do the floors in the dining room too, but DD is doing play doh which requires my fullest attention.
Post by thenetwork on Jan 31, 2015 20:32:35 GMT -5
As for grandparent names, we have DS call them how they asked to be addressed. MIL is Oma, step FIL is Opa, FIL is papa, and my parents are grandma and grandpa. Since no one requested anything outlandish it was nbd.
Whew, we just got done with birth class today, and it went really well! I think it was more helpful for my husband than for me, but it was good to practice pushing positions and such.
We've had a good and productive day here. I managed to clean out all the drawers in my bedroom and cleaned out my closet the best I could not knowing my size post baby. DH got the nursery primed and will hopefully get it painted tomorrow! We're getting so close! I can't believe it!
As for grandparents names, both sets of grandparents for DS go by grandma or grandpa.
We were productive today. We got some of the house clean and we got the car seat bases installed. It's really starting to feel more real. It's so weird seeing two car seats in the car now.
FFSC: 1) I have eaten some kind of giant sugary candy/dessert every day (read: probably 4+ servings in one sitting) for the past forever & my baby is going to be 900 pounds.
2) FB is kind of driving me crazy.
Oh and 3) I haven't cleaned a damn thing today, which was my whole plan for the day.
ETA 4) I KNOW the newborn (infant...toddler....I could keep going) phase sucks. I KNOW the whole raising a baby thing isn't a walk in the park. But...when I read articles about sleep deprivation, nursing strikes, colic, whatever other shit is terrible about babies, I'm just like "Meh, I'll get through it. I'll figure it out. I'll have to." Not that it won't be hard, or that I won't be suffering from raging PPD, or possibly having to do the put-baby-in-safe-place-and-walk-away thing 50 times a day.... but I'm just incapable of fearing it. I'm kinda like -- bring it on. Let's see what I can handle. And I KNOW I'll get broken. At least once. A day. But I just...I think it's such a foreign concept, dealing with a newborn 24/7....I just can't be that worried. I actually roll my eyes at some of the "just you wait"/brutally honest articles I read. I'm naive. I know. But the only thing my postpartum fear/anxiety brain can get worked up about is my body, my marriage, and our finances. I'm sure once I know what to expect, I'll be shitting bricks when I'm 34 weeks with baby #2
Sorry, I just never have anything to confess at the prescribed time
Ya know, I gotta say, I did not really find the newborn phase to be that god awful. I mean, there were nights or days here and there but all in all, I felt like all the doom and gloom stuff was way over exaggerated.
Post by chilibeansm0m on Jan 31, 2015 22:16:50 GMT -5
Ugh my bff is insisting we come to their super bowl party. I don't even know who is playing and i don't care.
She tells me now that her H has to work til 4 and they don't care about either team. Wtf? Why are you having a party then?
I am trying to force myself to go becuase our los haven't exchanged xmas presents, she's giving me some baby stuff and food.
Taxes are done and we didn't owe this year yay! Chinese food was amazeballs. Dh just got called into work to fix something. Since my parents are closer to his work then we are he went in and left us at my parents. Now we're hanging out waiting for him.
I have to poop but can't and I already know I'll have to tomorrow when I go to lunch with my friend. So typical, body.
We just did our taxes and holy fucking tax return. I got like $2k from some tax break for my tuition alone. Can't wait to finally pay off H credit card and pad our savings account before this baby gets here.
Post by thenetwork on Jan 31, 2015 23:28:37 GMT -5
This is the first year we're not going to my friend's huge Super Bowl party, and our team is in it! I'm a tiny bit regretting declining the invite, but I don't feel like driving 7 hours round-trip with DS for a day trip, and I didn't want to go down for the weekend and not sleep in my own bed. DH is making chili and buffalo chicken dip, so hopefully it will be a fun and low-key day at home.
Fuck. Our cat is behaving like she ate something that is obstructing her stomach. We try so hard to keep small items away from her, but she's so determined to eat everything. She's had too many surgeries, and I don't think she'll make it through this time .
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