I hate library fines. I'm almost to the point where I see them as a character flaw. They irritate me. I hate wasting money on fees. Mr.Kirkette and Kirklette had some items due on Friday. They forgot to turn them in because we were at Disneyland. So, I spent the rest of the weekend harassing my husband about finding his damn books and CDs to return. He found them, and I turned them in for him this morning. The grand total of the fine was ... $0.60.
I am now remembering how fucking hard divorce and dealing with my exH was for me now. I tend to forget, but man, I was really fucked up from that for a long time. I can see how it is easier to move on when it was an amicable break though.
Post by coribelle26 on Apr 1, 2013 20:56:47 GMT -5
mofongo it wasn't me you were rolling your eyes at on GP, was it? I skipped an Easter lunch because of a baby because my SIL made it abundantly clear that she would murder anyone who showed up sick around her kid. I'm totally bummed I didn't get to see her (my niece, not my SIL, lol).
Multilayer flameful: I have had a nasty cold since Saturday and I got a tetanus shot today at my physical, and I am being queen of the whiners about both of these things today. I was laying on the couch on a heating pad, and the following thought drifted into my head: "This must be what it's like to lay on the werewolf guy in Twilight." WTF, brain?
I am scared of birthing this kid. With my first I was all zen about it, but now that I know what I'm in for, I'm slightly freaking.
I've wondered if I'll be more freaked the second time around because I know what's coming. My first labor was super fast (8 hours from first contractions to baby) and if the next one is slower I will not know what to do with myself.
I wonder how people can birth more than one baby. You do it because you want to. It's fun (not the actual birth, but you know, raising your kid). Sometimes you jump in and hope for the best. I am not condoning totally reckless behavior, but love is all about being dick/vagmatized. You aren't really thinking. Well, I'll speak for myself. Reason is affected by what I think is love. Some people are codependent. Is this one of those topics that is sort of directed at someone, and people are agreeing and I'm jacking it up with this further analysis?
This is one thing that's awesome about being a lesbian, if I freak out about having a kid -it's happened once, it might happen again- I know DW will have both kids. It's one of her only real goals in life.
Having the second kid has nicely illustrated how crappily I operate when there are too many variables to effectively plan for. I am only sane when I can plan everything out.
If I found out I were pg again I would be a mess for, like, 5 years.
Pregnancy and childbirth are the fun part for me. Lol.
Yall are bringing out the flameful in me or maybe in just in a mood. My dr prescribed cymbalta today. Im scared to death of the side effects. I never got being scared of taking a pill that's made to help you. I totally get it now.
I've been off AD for 5 years. I know it's time to go back on them and I have an opportunity to get health insurance, but I'm putting it off because I don't want to admit I need help. Stupid anxiety!
I've wondered if I'll be more freaked the second time around because I know what's coming. My first labor was super fast (8 hours from first contractions to baby) and if the next one is slower I will not know what to do with myself.
You will get the epidural and lie back and watch tv.
I got an epidural last time and it was excellent. Once I got into my room and hooked up to my IV the nurse said the anesthesiologist was stuck with another patient dealing with an emergency. She checked to see how far along I was and when she said 8 cm I cried out, "He's not going to make it!" He did, though. :Y: :Y:
mofongo it wasn't me you were rolling your eyes at on GP, was it? I skipped an Easter lunch because of a baby because my SIL made it abundantly clear that she would murder anyone who showed up sick around her kid. I'm totally bummed I didn't get to see her (my niece, not my SIL, lol).
Multilayer flameful: I have had a nasty cold since Saturday and I got a tetanus shot today at my physical, and I am being queen of the whiners about both of these things today. I was laying on the couch on a heating pad, and the following thought drifted into my head: "This must be what it's like to lay on the werewolf guy in Twilight." WTF, brain?
It's quite possible, so I'm an asshole. I misunderstood, sorry:((
Well crap, apparently I need to work harder at my "this person does not have her head up her ass" nest persona. This never would have happened 3 years ago, lol.
I am scared of birthing this kid. With my first I was all zen about it, but now that I know what I'm in for, I'm slightly freaking.
The second kid comes out quicker. I can attest to that. I was scared shitless of Wes's birth but I did it and his birth was a fraction of what Xavier's was.
Still hurt like a fucker but if you get drugs you'll be a-ok.
I'm going for a water birth, so no drugs (well, we'll see if I can do it again. Lol). I was in labour for 12 hours with S, so I'm hoping I'll be lucky and have a quick labour with this time. Either way, I guess it's too late to back out now! Haha.
The second kid comes out quicker. I can attest to that. I was scared shitless of Wes's birth but I did it and his birth was a fraction of what Xavier's was.
Still hurt like a fucker but if you get drugs you'll be a-ok.
I'm going for a water birth, so no drugs (well, we'll see if I can do it again. Lol). I was in labour for 12 hours with S, so I'm hoping I'll be lucky and have a quick labour with this time. Either way, I guess it's too late to back out now! Haha.
I keep telling myself I want to have a water birth, but I'm not sure I really have the guts.
My college cheerleading squad was in Vegas for a competition. I was 22, and had never gambled before. There was a quarter slot machine in our hotel lobby. I put one quarter in, pulled the lever. Nothing. I put another quarter in, pulled the lever, and lost again.That was enough to scar me. I hate losing with the fire of a thousand suns. Apparently losing any more than $0.50 is well outside my risk tolerance.
That was 7 years ago. I haven't gambled since.
LOL! My personal limit was always $75. I haven't gambled in probably 4 years - and we go to Vegas a lot!
As much as I want to be pregnant, I think I just want one. I don't think H and I would survive two. I get overwhelmed easily. He calls me a fragile orchid, lol. I like my shit organized and clean, I see what multiple kids do to people, lol.
I hear ya. When we started trying, I wanted 3 or 4. Now, years into it, I just want one. And not like "OMG, I wish I was lucky enough to even have one!" although that's a little true too. I like my house clean, I like money, I like to travel ...
I'm slightly afraid these thoughts are coming back to me as bad karma and that's why I can't even have one.
I'm going for a water birth, so no drugs (well, we'll see if I can do it again. Lol). I was in labour for 12 hours with S, so I'm hoping I'll be lucky and have a quick labour with this time. Either way, I guess it's too late to back out now! Haha.
I keep telling myself I want to have a water birth, but I'm not sure I really have the guts.
For me, water helps majorly when I'm in pain. I would get cramps so bad as a teenager and the only thing that relaxed me enough to fall asleep was taking a bath. I didn't have the option for a water birth with Sofia, so I had to make due with a birthing ball in the shower and even that helped tremendously until it was time to push. I am really excited that I have the option this time.
As much as I want to be pregnant, I think I just want one. I don't think H and I would survive two. I get overwhelmed easily. He calls me a fragile orchid, lol. I like my shit organized and clean, I see what multiple kids do to people, lol.
I hear ya. When we started trying, I wanted 3 or 4. Now, years into it, I just want one. And not like "OMG, I wish I was lucky enough to even have one!" although that's a little true too. I like my house clean, I like money, I like to travel ...
I'm slightly afraid these thoughts are coming back to me as bad karma and that's why I can't even have one.
I know you don't need me to say this, but just in case it's helpful - this is not the case. But I do understand feeling that way.
Can you or some one else explain what is so irritating about it?
No one likes your kid(s) more than you do. It isn't about OOTD, it is just an AW thread, and the constant awing it a little over the top. Also, a lot of the kids outfits aren't cute, and some of the kids just aren't cute period.
Thank you for the words of encouragement guys. I think these thoughts are so strong right now because I feel like my body isn't working the way it is supposed to (after the 2nd CP last week). And that I am wanting to have some control over it in some way.
When unpacking my books from when we moved four years ago (we finally have room) I found a one called "The Dancer's Body Book." It was mine from high school when I was super serious about ballet. Basically, it taught young dancers how to be anorexic.
I can't believe 1) my mom let me buy that book and 2) I could ever eat that little food. I'm so much happier a little fatter, even though daily I wish I had my little ballet body. It's just not realistic for me unfortunately.
So. WRT all of this "second pregnancy" talk... I am genuinely curious about how post vag-birth sex feels.
I know it's uncomfortable for a while PP, but does it ever eventually feel the same PP as it did before?
If this is naive, I'm sorry, but I am curious.
It took about 4 months to feel comfortable and a year to feel completely normal. I had close to a 3rd degree tear, though, and that made all the difference I think.
As much as I want to be pregnant, I think I just want one. I don't think H and I would survive two. I get overwhelmed easily. He calls me a fragile orchid, lol. I like my shit organized and clean, I see what multiple kids do to people, lol.
I hear ya. When we started trying, I wanted 3 or 4. Now, years into it, I just want one. And not like "OMG, I wish I was lucky enough to even have one!" although that's a little true too. I like my house clean, I like money, I like to travel ...
I'm slightly afraid these thoughts are coming back to me as bad karma and that's why I can't even have one.
I want to give you a giant hug. I cannot tell you how often I have had the exact same thought. My latest is that I did this to my baby because I forced my body to do something it shouldn't do. It isn't true and you know that and so do I but I get not being able to control the dark thoughts.
I hear ya. When we started trying, I wanted 3 or 4. Now, years into it, I just want one. And not like "OMG, I wish I was lucky enough to even have one!" although that's a little true too. I like my house clean, I like money, I like to travel ...
I'm slightly afraid these thoughts are coming back to me as bad karma and that's why I can't even have one.
I want to give you a giant hug. I cannot tell you how often I have had the exact same thought. My latest is that I did this to my baby because I forced my body to do something it shouldn't do. It isn't true and you know that and so do I but I get not being able to control the dark thoughts.
This is turning into me rambling every other post but anyway, I think my H tried to kill me. He picked up a moonlighting shift, so he left around 7:30. He used the griddler to make our sliders at 6. I just started hearing some strange noises from the kitchen, HE LEFT IT ON! My God.
Also, the other day, when he and I were talking about fertility treatments, he got this paranoid look on his face and was like, 'omg, what if it makes us have twins or triplets, omg, we can't do that'. Total meltdown, lol.
One morning last week DW came downstairs and realized she had left a candle lit all night. We have cats, we're so lucky they didn't knock it over and start a fire. I know she feels bad, but damn I don't want to die in a fire!