Post by DaphneStrauss on Apr 18, 2014 10:48:41 GMT -5
One reason I'm excited to move into a house is to have a guest room for my husband to sleep in. His snoring is driving me INSANE. We used to fall asleep cuddling but now I sleep lightly and want him far away from me when I sleep. He has a cold right now and his snoring is deafening. Better he sleep separately then me clobbering him in the middle of the night. I used to never understand why couples sleep separately, now I do.
Post by unclejesse on Apr 18, 2014 10:56:06 GMT -5
I told MH to call out of work next week when he got the text that he didn't get the time off he asked for. I hope he doesn't get let go because of this, but if he does, we will be ok and I will be happy to be done with that place.
I'm so tired of doing everything by myself. I don't get the help I was promised. I'm now cooking and cleaning for the whole house. I'm burnt the fuck out. Preston wouldn't even take M for a few hours.
Hugs, fadedscars. I give mad props to all the mommas shouldering most (or all) of the childcare.
Post by charlielove on Apr 18, 2014 11:13:11 GMT -5
I've never done Santa or Easter Bunny pictures with the girls. I don't know who the hell the guy/girl is in that bunny suit/beard and it creeps me out to set my kid on their lap.
Post by musiclover on Apr 18, 2014 11:13:49 GMT -5
A likes sleeping in my closet...so we have let him sleep in there (door open) the past two nights (huh)
I REALLY hope that A is an angel on Sunday at my Aunt's house, the thought of my estranged sister judging me makes my blood boil. She does not have kids so the probably thinks all kids who do not sit still 24/7 are the devil.
I REALLY enjoy my alone time, so when DH randomly goes out for the night, I get giddy
Post by musiclover on Apr 18, 2014 11:14:58 GMT -5
PS: I will never choose to go and take Easter bunny pics......no....creepy....
also, this is bad but at work sometimes I have client's drop off candy for their events...and I may or may not sample some to make sure it is fresh (huh)
A likes sleeping in my closet...so we have let him sleep in there (door open) the past two nights (huh)
I REALLY hope that A is an angel on Sunday at my Aunt's house, the thought of my estranged sister judging me makes my blood boil. She does not have kids so the probably thinks all kids who do not sit still 24/7 are the devil.
I REALLY enjoy my alone time, so when DH randomly goes out for the night, I get giddy
Teach them to throw things at her. If she is going to judge, make it something truly judge worthy.
I've gained back around 8 lbs of the 20 or so that I lost and I'm really upset about it. More so than I thought I would be. And yet I can't seem to stop eating.
A likes sleeping in my closet...so we have let him sleep in there (door open) the past two nights (huh)
I REALLY hope that A is an angel on Sunday at my Aunt's house, the thought of my estranged sister judging me makes my blood boil. She does not have kids so the probably thinks all kids who do not sit still 24/7 are the devil.
I REALLY enjoy my alone time, so when DH randomly goes out for the night, I get giddy
Teach them to throw things at her. If she is going to judge, make it something truly judge worthy.
At my dad's 70th birhtday I was forced to sit at a table with her (awkward at it's finest) and A was almost 4. A had a tough day out of the blue (of course..why not?) and since DH was not with me, I was juggling him and N who was just a few months old. A certinaly put on a show, I was pissed. A even threw a crayon at my sister (lol) and she "spoke" to him. You have no idea how tough that day was....
Post by musiclover on Apr 18, 2014 11:21:18 GMT -5
I forgot to wear deoderant yesterday
We are heading to NY tonight for Easter, and we legit have NO fucking dress pants for N. WHY? Aint nobody got time to go find new pants before Sunday....I had assumed his Chiristmas ones would fit, but those are gone. I keep thinking that so many of you would give me this face ^o) for not having my shit together on Easter outfits. I suck at this stuff. So.....curious as to how this is going to play out *-)
We are heading to NY tonight for Easter, and we legit have NO fucking dress pants for N. WHY? Aint nobody got time to go find new pants before Sunday....I had assumed his Chiristmas ones would fit, but those are gone. I keep thinking that so many of you would give me this face for not having my shit together on Easter outfits. I suck at this stuff. So.....curious as to how this is going to play out *-)
We are heading to NY tonight for Easter, and we legit have NO fucking dress pants for N. WHY? Aint nobody got time to go find new pants before Sunday....I had assumed his Chiristmas ones would fit, but those are gone. I keep thinking that so many of you would give me this face for not having my shit together on Easter outfits. I suck at this stuff. So.....curious as to how this is going to play out *-)
OMG will you promise to take a picture of judgey judgerson's face if it does?
haha, I wish I could. I'm sure I'll probably end up sending DH out at some point tomorrow to Kohls though and we'll work it out. Now....I hope we still have dress shoes that fit. lol. I have issues.
Post by orriskitten on Apr 18, 2014 11:30:41 GMT -5
I don't have pants for T for Easter and I'm pretty sure the shirt I got is too big. He is straining the nb clothes, but the 3 m onesie looks like it's the length of his entire body.
I don't have pants for T for Easter and I'm pretty sure the shirt I got is too big. He is straining the nb clothes, but the 3 m onesie looks like it's the length of his entire body.
Dresses are so much easier.
YES!!!!!!!!!!!! I ALWAYS lament about this to my firends that have girls, that dealing with dresses would be much easier/enjoyable than damn dress pants that never seem to fit because they only wear them like 2X a year, lol.
It makes me sad that B doesn't say his name . When I drop him off at daycare he says hi "name, name"! to his best buddy, and his best buddy will say hi Bennuh (close enough to Benjamin)! But I've never heard B refer to himself as anything.
PS: I will never choose to go and take Easter bunny pics......no....creepy....
also, this is bad but at work sometimes I have client's drop off candy for their events...and I may or may not sample some to make sure it is fresh (huh)
It makes me sad that B doesn't say his name . When I drop him off at daycare he says hi "name, name"! to his best buddy, and his best buddy will say hi Bennuh (close enough to Benjamin)! But I've never heard B refer to himself as anything.
L doesn't really say her name either. She will occasionally repeat it if we ask her to, but most of the time we get nuthin'. They'll get there! :0)
I'm having major guilt about the fact that we have cute pics of E with the Easter bunny last year and none for A this year. I think we will go this morning. I'm sure it will end in disaster but I feel like I have to try.
My guilt will probably get the best of me. We will probably end up going tomorrow... on her birthday.
We went this morning. Surprisingly, it went ok! No huge smiles, but no tears either. I'll call that a success! Good luck if you decide to go tomorrow. It was packed!!!
It makes me sad that B doesn't say his name . When I drop him off at daycare he says hi "name, name"! to his best buddy, and his best buddy will say hi Bennuh (close enough to Benjamin)! But I've never heard B refer to himself as anything.
A doesn't either. It'll come at some point, I'm sure :-)
It makes me sad that B doesn't say his name . When I drop him off at daycare he says hi "name, name"! to his best buddy, and his best buddy will say hi Bennuh (close enough to Benjamin)! But I've never heard B refer to himself as anything.
L doesn't really say her name either. She will occasionally repeat it if we ask her to, but most of the time we get nuthin'. They'll get there! :0)
I think what really gets me is that his friend says B's name, but B won't. But you're right, they'll get there soon enough!
I have a really bizarre insecurity where, whenever my empty trash cans or recycle bins are strewn in a haphazard way after pick-up, I think it's because the trash and recycle guys don't like me.