Post by simpsongal on Jul 25, 2014 12:53:12 GMT -5
I've got a few I need to get out there....
1) I've been wearing the same 4-5 outfits all the time since J was born. I rotate on days my in laws has J, but I think they're starting to notice (ugh....gotta lose this baby weight). I was thinking of buying a cute maternity dress, figuring I coudl wear it now and for the next baby.
2) I let J share an Edy's coconut bar with me yesterday. It has at least 4+ ingredients but DH and I don't have allergies so I figured NDB. MOTN. (hot)
3) Despite adoring my baby and motherhood, I find that I still don't get much from other people's kids.
All 3 kids are randomly napping. I'm drinking a coke and watching Major Crimes. The only confession part is that I won't be mentioning it to my husband.
I am secretly pleased that my parents are so freaked out that I haven't gone into labor yet. Hello and welcome to the fact that my life doesn't revolve around you!
This is evil, I know. But we have a lot of issues and I gave up on the idea of being a "good daughter" a long time ago.
I'm avoiding MMM today because this morning I was already sad and emotional, and seeing the nursing pics thread made me full on bawl for an hour.
Reading the AMA & child spacing thread reminded me that I am both very opinionated about and a touch defensive regarding my chosen child spacing. I need to just back away from those kinds of threads, I think...
1) I've been wearing the same 4-5 outfits all the time since J was born. I rotate on days my in laws has J, but I think they're starting to notice (ugh....gotta lose this baby weight). I was thinking of buying a cute maternity dress, figuring I coudl wear it now and for the next baby.
I'm right there with you! I am 5 months out and live in maxi skirts and my maternity pants. I am back at pre-pregnancy weight, but can't fit into any of my old pants because of my pooch. But I refuse to buy new clothes in my current size. I am giving myself until V's first birthday to see if I can squish myself into my old stuff before I resign myself to new, bigger clothing.
I am beyond elated that L is crawling, partially because she's so happy to be mobile, but mainly because the whining is over. The whining is over! I'm sure it's temporary, but omg am I enjoying the babbles and giggles over what had literally become the most annoying sound in the world to me.
Because she's crawling, they are getting ready to move her to the next infant room (she is having her first trial in there this afternoon, and will spend one full day per week in there starting next week). I am feeling very much "my bayyybeee!" about this, which is so ridiculous, lol, but I can't believe how quickly she's growing up.
Eta- Oh and simpsongal, I'm right there with you on the outfits. I know people notice and it's starting get embarrassing. I really didn't want to buy new clothes until I dropped a few sizes, but I guess I'll have to buy interim stuff.
I'm avoiding MMM today because this morning I was already sad and emotional, and seeing the nursing pics thread made me full on bawl for an hour.
I'm sorry. I stopped BFing before I was ready to and most days I'm totally over it and really happy about stopping for many reasons, so I was surprised that even just seeing that thread title made me feel sad.
(Note that I am not dictating what should or shouldn't get posted here - this is totally my issue.)
I love the smell of Desitin. It reminds me of an old-school sunblock that my mom used on us back when we were kids (must be the zinc oxide). Every time I slather it on DD's bum, I get all nostalgic for the 80s
Post by noodleskooze on Jul 25, 2014 13:31:23 GMT -5
I know I should be supportive of the women who breast feed successfully, but today I don't want to. I want to yell about how it's not fair that it works for some people and not for others.
Logically I know BFers have struggles too, but this has always been a really sad issue for me. Instead of being happy for friends who nurse, I end up resenting and avoiding.
simpsongalmellimel19 I'm right there with you. I've had to buy some "size now" clothes but I've resolved that I will start visiting the gym tomorrow.
So that means today is my last cheat day. I would confess what I'm having, but I don't know what it will be yet. I am leaning toward the Louisana Chicken at Cheesecake Factory for dinner and a donut to go with my coffee from Dunkin Donuts as a snack. The donut will probably 100% happen. DD has a drive through.
I have a tiny bit of disappointment that we are likely having another boy. I'm thrilled that he's healthy and I love having a boy but this very well may be our last and I would have liked to know what it's like to have both a son and a daughter.
I really want to go out and have a me time, but it's hard for me to do that because E is still refusing bottles. I'm stressed about it because he starts daycare in a month. I also worry that he will reverse cycle too.
But MIL is coming next week while I go out for a massage and stuff on my own. I'm not looking forward to it because I can't stand the thought of E being upset at home, wanting the boob.
I'm also sad that we may need to sleep train. I don't want to do CIO, but I just want him to go back the way he used to sleep. I guess I can't have it all.
I had a really hard time with DD taking bottles when it was time for me to go back to work. There is an insane amount of stuff I tried, including feeding from a bunch of different kinds of bottles, offering the milk warm, cold, freshly expressed, etc., and trying feeding in different positions (facing out seemed most successful for us). But the main thing was for me to get the heck out of the house while DH or our nanny tried giving her bottles. It broke my heart to hear her screaming as I walked out, but eventually, it all worked out.
I've been holding onto this one for MONTHS and the ML thread totally reminded me!
My induction at 39 weeks was (gasp) ELECTIVE!!! I had borderline BP so my ob said they'd do it at 39 weeks, but I definitely didn't have to. And I chose to do it! I was also not really a great candidate for induction (fingertip dialated, high cervix), but at that time I would rather have had a c/s than spent one more day pregnant.
WHEW. I've been dancing around that one for a year here. *spins in free circles*
My only hope is that this brings great fodder for a Friday afternoon.
No judgment here, and I'm as hippy crunchy as they come regarding childbirth. I went to my acupuncturist yesterday, had sex and spicy food and walked FIFTY-FOUR blocks. I am going for another epically-long walk now, while DD is at camp. I am ready for this baby to come out. Andplusalso, my ob/gyn goes on vacation tomorrow, so it would be really nice to go into labor today.
I'm avoiding MMM today because this morning I was already sad and emotional, and seeing the nursing pics thread made me full on bawl for an hour.
I hear you. I feel bitter about it to some extent, but hey, my kid will take a bottle from anyone, so that's something I don't have to worry about at least
I was watching Teen Mom the other day and totally related to one of the Moms when her son was completely ungrateful opening presents for his 4th B-day party.
DS 4th birthday was last week and although he was good during his party, saying Thank you for everything (I coached him beforehand lol). He has been totally whiney and ungrateful other times (including on skype with parents so embarassing), opening a present and then whining immediately that he wanted something else.
I'm terrified I've raised a spoiled brat. I may post about this separately. I need some advice for teaching him responsibility. I'm thinking some simple chores and an allowance. I'm so busy getting ready for DD's party that I haven't had a chance to think this out.
I've been holding onto this one for MONTHS and the ML thread totally reminded me!
My induction at 39 weeks was (gasp) ELECTIVE!!! I had borderline BP so my ob said they'd do it at 39 weeks, but I definitely didn't have to. And I chose to do it! I was also not really a great candidate for induction (fingertip dialated, high cervix), but at that time I would rather have had a c/s than spent one more day pregnant.
WHEW. I've been dancing around that one for a year here. *spins in free circles*
My only hope is that this brings great fodder for a Friday afternoon.
I have like the exact opposite confession, lol. They wanted to induce me at on a Friday at 41 weeks and I wouldn't let them. I told them I needed a concrete medical reason before I would agree to it at that point. But truthfully, there was a large part of me that just wasn't mentally ready (at 41 weeks! WTH?) and wanted one more childless weekend
Post by everafter07 on Jul 25, 2014 13:45:47 GMT -5
I love my cats, but I get very resentful of them, lol. Little shits are too damn smart. They sit by DD's door when she's asleep and cry for their food early in the morning. Like they will DIIIIIIIEEEE if they have to wait another half hour for their precious wet food. And when they start howling, the dogs start shaking themselves out, etc etc ugh.
I still hate the word nursing. It feels like a fork stabbing me in the brain when I hear or read it. Just like others cringe at "moist" or whatever.
I also get a touch resentful of my H. He has two hobbies plus an extracurricular work activity that all take him away from home multiple times a week. Sometimes it makes me miss my one night a week that I go to a workout class and then do my beloved weekly Target trip. He tries to make sure I can go to that, but still. Like he's away Fri-Sun with his band. I know I married a musician, but it still stings when he gives up weekends with me and his kid.
I had to go home at lunch to meet the exterminator. I was halfway through an episode of Scandal when he showed up, so after he was gone I stayed on the couch to finish my episode before coming back to work.
My kid is 16 months and I only bathe him once a week.
Post by catsarecute on Jul 25, 2014 13:45:50 GMT -5
I still get annoyed when my SIL calls DD a certain nickname. I should really get over it or say something but it is so stupid and petty that I would have no way how to say it without sounding like a freak.
"Hi, can you not use that nickname, I don't like it. Thanks!" Ugh.
My kids are 7 and 5. I still wear my maternity shorts from time to time.
LOL, I pulled out a pair to wear yesterday. (My kids are 7 and 4.) They were actually too big, which is a good thing, but I fondly remember how comfortable they were and was a bit sad not to relive it.
At DS's summer camp, Pokemon cards became a big thing a few weeks ago. Kids would bring them and trade and play, but eventually they were banned because they were causing problems. Fine. The counselors sent some cards home with DS yesterday, and he insisted they belonged to E, but since the cards weren't allowed at camp, he "had to" keep them. I told him he needed to return them and that I would talk to them this morning. So I signed him in for the day and explained the situation. They looked at me hopelessly, said that E had actually been stealing the cards (which is probably what brought about the ban), and did not seem pleased to have to figure out who they belonged to. I tried to do the right thing, but we probably should've kept the damn cards.
I know I should be supportive of the women who breast feed successfully, but today I don't want to. I want to yell about how it's not fair that it works for some people and not for others.
Logically I know BFers have struggles too, but this has always been a really sad issue for me. Instead of being happy for friends who nurse, I end up resenting and avoiding.
You do not have to be supportive. It is okay to be sad and angry. I am really sorry that thread made you sad.
I have a tiny bit of disappointment that we are likely having another boy. I'm thrilled that he's healthy and I love having a boy but this very well may be our last and I would have liked to know what it's like to have both a son and a daughter.
I've decided there's a downside unless you end up with 2 of each.
2 boys - you don't get to experience a girl 1 boy & 1 girl - they don't get a same gender sibling 2 girls - you don't get to experience a boy 2B/1G or 1B/2G - one child is missing out on a same gender sibling
Breastfeeding is not going very well - she's gaining plenty of weight but it hurts a lot and I can't get her to latch properly. I've been pumping and bottle feeding at night because it's so hard to nurse when she's sleepy. I feel a little bad that I look forward to night feedings because I get a break from painful nursing.
DS 4th birthday was last week and although he was good during his party, saying Thank you for everything (I coached him beforehand lol). He has been totally whiney and ungrateful other times (including on skype with parents so embarassing), opening a present and then whining immediately that he wanted something else.
I'm terrified I've raised a spoiled brat. I may post about this separately. I need some advice for teaching him responsibility. I'm thinking some simple chores and an allowance. I'm so busy getting ready for DD's party that I haven't had a chance to think this out.
DS was a total jerk the Christmas he turned 4. He ripped through the presents, didn't like anything, and didn't thank anyone. I was mortified. Being appreciative and polite is something we continue to work on with him, but he hasn't ever behaved as badly as that time.
Post by Ashley&Scott on Jul 25, 2014 14:06:58 GMT -5
I'll throw my confession in here. I thought I was pregnant a few weeks ago. (not TTC, we threw caution to the wind one night) I had quite a few symptoms & tested once about a week before my period was due. It was negative, I was planning to test again the next week but I got my period before I had a chance too. I was pretty bummed when I got my period & am still a bit sad about it now.