Post by doctordonna on Apr 11, 2014 10:52:52 GMT -5
Your tantrums. Your kids tantrums. Your H's tantrums. Your pet's tantrums. The tantrums of your best friend's sister's boyfriend's brother's girlfriend who heard from this guy who knows this kid who's going with the girl who saw Ferris pass out at 31 flavors last night.
Post by EloiseWeenie on Apr 11, 2014 11:06:04 GMT -5
I have Amelia barf on my back. I have no idea how this happened, but I was drinking a mocha shake (out of a straw) and somehow spilled half of the cup down my shirt, and it pooled in my cleavage/bra. I want to change, but the way things are going I don't want to dirty up more clothes if I'm going to spill more shit all over them.
For whatever fucking reason, I was put in charge of picking out a paint colour for our break room. So I did my duty and now everyone at work is laughing at the colour. It's a light green and looks fine. But everyone has to tease me about it.
I'm really fucking glad it's Friday because I don't want to put up with anyone else's bull shit comments.
I'm still having a whiny, silent tantrum that my board weekend lands on the night we have tickets to a wine release party. Like, the ONE FUCKING THING H & I plan on doing alone together in I don't know how many months and I have to work all weekend. We can still go, but it won't be as much fun.
DS had a tantrum this a.m. because the dog ALMOST touched him when she walked by and I told him it was no big deal. He did not like that & let me know by telling me I'm not the boss of him. Which didn't even make sense in the context of the situation. Toddlers are so unreasonable.
DD wanted to draw. So I brought her some paper from our office. Apparently she only wanted draw one picture and I gave her three pieces of paper. You would have thought I kicked her for how loud and intense her tantrum was.
K got mad this morning because I had the unmitigated gall to bring her the green sippy cup she asked for instead of the purple one she didn't ask for.
N had a meltdown this morning, because her banana broke in two. She didn't want to eat it until it was put back together. 5 minutes later, she wanted it all cut up.
K got mad this morning because I had the unmitigated gall to bring her the green sippy cup she asked for instead of the purple one she didn't ask for.
N had a meltdown this morning, because her banana broke in two. She didn't want to eat it until it was put back together. 5 minutes later, she wanted it all cut up.
K did this with an orange.
First she wanted the entire orange.
Then she told me to cut it up.
I started slicing it in wedges and she got pissed because she wanted circles.
So I cut the remainder of the orange into half circles.
I am really hormonal and emotional today. So I bought double stuff oreos ate the cream out of a bunch of them and threw out the cookie part since I only like them when they are mushy from milk.
I am really hormonal and emotional today. So I bought double stuff oreos ate the cream out of a bunch of them and threw out the cookie part since I only like them when they are mushy from milk.
I'm sorry you're hormonal and emotional.
I generally go through at least one entire package of cookies when I'm an emotional wreck.
Post by dearprudence on Apr 11, 2014 16:01:08 GMT -5
Mine: Last night I got home at 9pm. The kid was asleep, DH was on the couch. I started talking to him about "important" (to me) stuff and he kind of waived me off since he was watching television, which he'd been doing since the kid went to bed. Seriously, I've been gone all day and you can't spare a moment of your time? I don't think he cared for the tantrum I threw.
The Kid: DH tried to get ready this morning. Apparently that was world crashing for our son who chased after him screaming and sobbing "no no no no no." Then there was more tears and hysteria when he shoved too much cereal bar in his mouth and didn't want to chew or swallow it. Just cry.
Post by mrsbabygoose on Apr 11, 2014 17:00:37 GMT -5
The baby has eczema on her cheek and some dry spots on her legs. I cried when I found them. I'm so sick of eczema I could scream. I can't even take Elijah in public at the moment because I'm scared someone is going to call CPS on me because of all his scabs and spots. I feel like I'm back to where I was a year ago with him. He just isn't getting better for any length of time and I cannot...CANNOT...CAN-ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY-NOT...go through this with another kid.
So baby girl has an ear infection and bronchiolitis. Treatment, oral steroid, antibiotic, breathing treatments. This was the same way my son was. He was sick a lot. A LOT. Gah, I hope we aren't going to have the same pattern with her.
Post by Glitter Tits on Apr 11, 2014 19:31:45 GMT -5
Last night H threw a little tantrum and he never gets mad. He's the patient, quiet one in the relationship. Anyway, I went into the kitchen to talk to him about the possible impacts of ENSO and he yelled, "I AM JUST TRYING TO MAKE RAMEN!" And then he huffed out of the room. This morning he apologized.
My kid has thrown countless tantrums today. One because I wouldn't let her shove my apple slices down in the couch cushions, another because I wanted to buy her new shoes, another because I wouldn't let her eat coffee beans...
nymama oh yeah, he tried to take off someone's door with the side of his truck. Just a really stupid accident. The guy was parked way too close to my husband and has his door wide open and actually rubbing on my husband's truck. Everyone is safe though. I'm whining because it means money for the deductible plus way too many phone calls with the insurance agent.
Last night H threw a little tantrum and he never gets mad. He's the patient, quiet one in the relationship. Anyway, I went into the kitchen to talk to him about the possible impacts of ENSO and he yelled, "I AM JUST TRYING TO MAKE RAMEN!" And then he huffed out of the room. This morning he apologized.
My kid has thrown countless tantrums today. One because I wouldn't let her shove my apple slices down in the couch cushions, another because I wanted to buy her new shoes, another because I wouldn't let her eat coffee beans...
Just let the man eat his ramen!! As for V, try to repeat the mantra, "Spirited children become successful adults".
nymama oh yeah, he tried to take off someone's door with the side of his truck. Just a really stupid accident. The guy was parked way too close to my husband and has his door wide open and actually rubbing on my husband's truck. Everyone is safe though. I'm whining because it means money for the deductible plus way too many phone calls with the insurance agent.
Sorry about the accident and all the crap that comes along with it but glad he is OK.
Post by dixienormas on Apr 12, 2014 21:21:02 GMT -5
I don't think 4 month olds can throw tantrums but right before bed (which he keeps moving up earlier and earlier) C wanted to open his mouth on my face while also pinching my neck. This is new, I'm not sure if he is trying to kiss or what but he looks like a little animal. Anyway, as I pulled him off because his little fingers were hurting me he.fucking.lost.his.shit. Total breakdown till we got home.