Could this really be not a fluke?! Next step, getting him to do it in his rnp instead of my arms on the couch. His gas pains are going to make that tough, though...
Woohoo! I don't think Alex has ever slept 6 hours and he is almost 6 months.
I have been all distressed by my odd weight gain. Like the numbers I am seeing have just been horrible. And yes I have indulged this past month but OMG the world is ending.
I realized last night H moved our scale onto carpet. I moved it back to flat surface and lost 7 lbs instantly.
All of my siblings (five of us and spouses) are sitting in the waiting room in a hospital in the city waiting for our dad/step-dad's surgery. He was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer three week ago.
We lost our mom to cancer and he cared for her until the end. Now he has us.
Today is too reminiscent of our time with her five years ago. This sucks.
Could this really be not a fluke?! Next step, getting him to do it in his rnp instead of my arms on the couch. His gas pains are going to make that tough, though...
Woohoo! I don't think Alex has ever slept 6 hours and he is almost 6 months.
I'm so ridiculous that now I have a nagging "OMG WHAT IF SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH HIM!" lol. Trying to just enjoy it though!
Alex was up at 430 today. I tried to get her back to sleep, and then gave up, made coffee, and got her some breakfast. At 5 am she was asking for her friend, some goggles, to go play outside, and noodles (noonee). Weirdo.
The only time H is gushed about on my FB is when he hijacks my phone and posts it himself. But he has learned the hard way that there are repercussions for that.
I did the Jillian Michaels Shred It With Weights workout yesterday and of course the one phrase my 4 year old repeated was "fitness badass." "Fitness badass, fitness badass! What's a fitness badass, Mommy?"
Post by karmasabiotch on Oct 9, 2014 9:05:42 GMT -5
J went to his first socialization group yesterday. I'm not thrilled with it but I'm doing everything the Doctors are suggesting. I will give it 6 weeks before I decide if it's a good idea. I was watching through a two way window and there were only 3 other boys in the group who were all older than him and the focus was all on them because they weren't listening at all. Maybe it's good for him to see that though. He loved it because they had a tire swing.
I wore a winter coat today.
I'm back to coffee with just flavored cream and not mocha caramel iced coffee. I feel like I should lose at least 3lbs this week for making the switch. I wish it worked that way.
I got into a FB fight in a random FB group for Mom to Mom sales. There was a Mom selling her formula that she receives free from Wic and food stamps. I said it's illegal and morally awful. I was deleted from the group. I'm bad ass, yo.
Post by balletofangels on Oct 9, 2014 9:15:20 GMT -5
I went to calling hours for a grandmother from school who passed away. It was the first time I'd seen my principal and several other coworkers. My principal joked I don't look sick at all and should be back at work. I know I wish I was! I have to wait for the doctor's okay. Oh well.
In random news, they are offering me to teach technology (computers) for the remainder of the school year because that teacher got a new job. This would be no grading, report cards, etc. I'm sure a lot less stressful, but I would have no idea what I'm doing and I'd be afraid all the other teachers would get mad at my cluelessness. They swear I could return to my Kindergarten classroom next year. I have the option of going to my class, this is just a suggestion and they'd keep the long term sub. I know this is probably best for the kids, but I'm so worried about screwing up.
DH has an early dismissal and is taking me to lunch.
I entered a contest last weekend for a home improvement company, and I won a prize. $500 gift certificate for new windows, siding, or gutters. We have a few of the original windows left in our 1952-built house, the kitchen window in particular is in rough shape, so I'm kind of excited. I never win stuff.
I pulled a clean shirt out of my drawer today to wear. I'm sitting at work now, and I'm realizing for some reason the shirt stinks, even though it was washed about a week ago. I don't know why, and I can't figure out what the smell is, but it's grossing me out. Guess I'll be emptying out that particular drawer when I get home to see if there's anything in it to cause the smell.
I bought a car!! I am the proud owner of a new-to-me Honda Civic! Super low miles. The interior is a bit rough, but I talked the guy down by $500 and I figure I can get some things repaired with that.
No more bumming rides off of friends (E.T.A. Thanks kevin arnold!) No more taking the bus! No more feeling like I can't go grocery or clothes shopping because it would be too much of a hassle to get there and carry stuff home!
Post by schitzengiggles on Oct 9, 2014 9:22:04 GMT -5
I am SO mad at myself! My daughter (age 7) loves Girl Scouts. We moved between Kindergarten and 1st grade, still in the same city but she started a new school. She stuck with her old troop for that first year, because she knew the girls, but now this year she was starting to feel weird about being in their troop but not seeing them daily like they see each other. So she asked me to get her into a troop through her new school. So I did. For the last month, I've had tonight in mind as the date of her first meeting with her new troop. And there was to be a parent meeting at the end, too.
I JUST NOW realized that the meeting was on Tuesday. FUCK. She is going to be so sad when I pick her up tonight.
I finally got a workout in yesterday and it felt so good. My upper body is definitely getting more toned and I love it. I'm even starting to feel like I'm making at least some progress on my middle. And I can hold a plank for 90 seconds!
My 4YO likes to get my attention by reaching up and putting her hands over my boobs. I keep telling her not to, but she does it because it works -- I'm not just going to ignore her while she's touching my breasts, especially in public, I'm going to reprimand her, and then she's got my attention. Sigh.
I'm having a shit week. I mentioned yesterday that I fell in the shower and banged my arm. H convinced me to go to urgent care last night because I couldn't really move it. Before the x-ray they asked if I could be pregnant. I said we're trying, and I'm a couple of days "late." So they did a test. Yeah. I'm not pregnant and I have a broken arm. Yay me
The marathon is in three days and I'm freaking the eff out. I am supposed to do one more short run today but my knee is mad at me so I may skip it or just go for a walk.
I keep having these awful dreams about H and I divorcing/fighting/cheating, and I have no idea why. Oh, and the weird thing is that sometimes it's not my H's face, but an ex-bf from high school. WTF?
I finally got a workout in yesterday and it felt so good. My upper body is definitely getting more toned and I love it. I'm even starting to feel like I'm making at least some progress on my middle. And I can hold a plank for 90 seconds!
My 4YO likes to get my attention by reaching up and putting her hands over my boobs. I keep telling her not to, but she does it because it works -- I'm not just going to ignore her while she's touching my breasts, especially in public, I'm going to reprimand her, and then she's got my attention. Sigh.
Not quite the same because of the age difference, but H's cousin did this all the time around 2. His mom would literally reach over and remove his hands, then say, "please stop touching my breasts" and carry on with her conversation. When she was done, she would ask if he needed her attention and explain the proper way of going about that. It was fairly effective. I think he stopped pretty quickly once he learned it wasn't going to get a reaction.
I like to lurk over on S&B for the OOTD. But every day, the same poster posts a picture that appears to be black pants/black shirt bc the lighting is bad. You can never see the details of her outfit and I just wonder, does she really not notice? Or maybe she really just posts pictures of dark pants/dark shirt every day.
All of my siblings (five of us and spouses) are sitting in the waiting room in a hospital in the city waiting for our dad/step-dad's surgery. He was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer three week ago.
We lost our mom to cancer and he cared for her until the end. Now he has us.
Today is too reminiscent of our time with her five years ago. This sucks.