I kind of jokingly complained to my group of "mom friends" (lame, I know) about how I'm over scraping poop (we all CD). They all proceeded to tell me that they really don't mind scraping poop, because it's a thing they can do for their children that no one else will. Um... cool? Good to know I am lacking as a mother for not embracing the shit. I'm so tired of people IRL acting like every single minute and pain in the ass detail of motherhood is so magical and priceless, and it's absolutely not ok to express any complaint. Perhaps this makes me a crappy mother.
You are not a crappy mother, they are mommy martyrs. Who actually likes scrapping poop?! We use the Grovia Bioliners so I don't have to scrape much poop as often (it catches it all 75% of the time and most of it the rest of the time).
The martyrdom slays me. COME ON. Poop is so lame.
He usually has ploppable poop but he's been working on canines so it needs scraping lately. I may break out the liners though, thanks for the reminder!
Yeah, that is some shit. (see what I did there? teehee)
The mundane parts of parenting are not where you're supposed to get your joy and I resent that there's a subset of our population who tries to advance that ideal. I can pretty much guarantee men would not do this.
I was JUST telling H about all this and he couldn't understand it because it just made no sense to him. Maybe I should make some dad friends?
I kind of jokingly complained to my group of "mom friends" (lame, I know) about how I'm over scraping poop (we all CD). They all proceeded to tell me that they really don't mind scraping poop, because it's a thing they can do for their children that no one else will. Um... cool? Good to know I am lacking as a mother for not embracing the shit. I'm so tired of people IRL acting like every single minute and pain in the ass detail of motherhood is so magical and priceless, and it's absolutely not ok to express any complaint. Perhaps this makes me a crappy mother.
My MIL calls my son's shits "gifts." Swear to whatever.
I should wrap one up for her for Christmas, right?
E has started telling us that she has pooped. I do not want to deal with potty training until after Disney, in May. And would prefer to let daycare start that process in the next room anyways. #MOTY
I kind of jokingly complained to my group of "mom friends" (lame, I know) about how I'm over scraping poop (we all CD). They all proceeded to tell me that they really don't mind scraping poop, because it's a thing they can do for their children that no one else will. Um... cool? Good to know I am lacking as a mother for not embracing the shit. I'm so tired of people IRL acting like every single minute and pain in the ass detail of motherhood is so magical and priceless, and it's absolutely not ok to express any complaint. Perhaps this makes me a crappy mother.
It makes you normal. Scraping poop is unpleasant and anyone who says otherwise is crazy.
I adore my in-laws and I always feel sad when people don't get along with theirs...granted, they are amazing and I have no reason to dislike them, but I try to think about how upset I'd be if my kids' spouses hated me so I try to not even harbor those kinds of feelings in general. Lame, I know.
I am bound and determined to turn myself into a magical unicorn MIL someday.
I can't stand this about my IRL mom friends. Why does everyone have to act like it's so perfect all the time? Funny enough, it's like the complete opposite online. Every HuffPost, mom/dad blog is bitching about the bad parts of parenthood. LOL
That's why I love this board so much. You ladies are real and honest about parenting, and it makes me feel so much better to know I'm not alone in my experiences or thoughts.
I'm so thankful for that. Motherhood can feel really lonely at times and it's good to know that my experiences aren't all that unique.
I am totally going to go see the Fifty Shades of Gray movie, lol. I'm just not sure if I should plan to go alone or try to drag DH along
I am too embarrassed to ask someone to go with me
I am 99% sure my "book club" which is really just a group of us that get together to drink wine and have an excuse to make a bunch of appetizers and desserts from Pinterest, will plan an outing to see this. I think it's the last book we read as a group lol. I'll keep you posted and you could join us
I kind of jokingly complained to my group of "mom friends" (lame, I know) about how I'm over scraping poop (we all CD). They all proceeded to tell me that they really don't mind scraping poop, because it's a thing they can do for their children that no one else will. Um... cool? Good to know I am lacking as a mother for not embracing the shit. I'm so tired of people IRL acting like every single minute and pain in the ass detail of motherhood is so magical and priceless, and it's absolutely not ok to express any complaint. Perhaps this makes me a crappy mother.
I thought people were way kinder, less judgey & smarter before social media & message boards. I kind of wish I could undo the last 10yrs of my life & never get into them (I'm addicted). Maybe I'd have made more of an effort to make more friends in my new city. My house would be cleaner & I'd still think highly of most people.
Comment sections of newspaper articles make me lose my faith in humanity faster than anything. I actively try to avoid them for that reason.
Man, these stories about the people some of you guys know IRL make me sad.
I randomly found a group of moms that are awesome and real and I thank my lucky stars. I introduced them to the CGTMF phrase and we use it regularly. LOL. It's a good balance of "we love our kids" and "some parts of parenting really fucking suck."
E has started telling us that she has pooped. I do not want to deal with potty training until after Disney, in May. And would prefer to let daycare start that process in the next room anyways. #MOTY
We held off working on potty training until after we went Disney. Diapers just sounded WAY easier than dealing with a newly-potty-trained toddler, especially with a road trip and long lines and crowds. They still do, actually...
Post by catsarecute on Jan 26, 2015 11:39:01 GMT -5
My SIL picked up dd yesterday when she was whining in an attempt to calm her down but she just cried harder until I grabbed her. It made me happy that she cried more when SIL picked her up. Sometimes I think she doesn't respect boundaries.
Man, these stories about the people some of you guys know IRL make me sad.
I randomly found a group of moms that are awesome and real and I thank my lucky stars. I introduced them to the CGTMF phrase and we use it regularly. LOL. It's a good balance of "we love our kids" and "some parts of parenting really fucking suck."
For me personally, it started out that way, but it's devolved. I need to find a good group.
I know we should pull the trigger on really potty training DS1. He'll be three in a few weeks. But when DH suggested we wait till spring and spend a weekend in the backyard where, if he has an accident, it's not on my carpet, couch or hardwood floors, I'm extremely tempted to let my laziness win.
I'm considering trying out some Young Living Thieves Oil to help with colds around our house. What have I turned into? I'm cautiously optimistic and fearing I'm going to waste away $40 for nothing. Haven't pulled the trigger yet.
I fell and hit every branch of this tree on the way down. Hey, at least my house smells like a fancy spa...
Have you noticed any improvement? I would love my house to smell like a spa though!
Comment sections of newspaper articles make me lose my faith in humanity faster than anything. I actively try to avoid them for that reason.
Did anyone listen to This American Life?! I went over to ML to talk about it, but no one is. It was about internet trolls and it was FASCINATING. This random guy was a terrible troll who did a really, really evil thing to this writer and ended up apologizing for it and there was a whole interview with the two of them talking.
Anyway, Ira did an intro about a comment section that was hilarious. Did anyone else listen??
DH and I frequently discuss what we will do with my ILs' house and money when they are no longer with us. Not in a lets get rid of them now kind away but more do we want to sell our house and build a dream home in their land/ sell the land retire or start a business kind of way. I love my ILs and imagine people would think this is incredibly morbid.
we talk about my parents house/land this way all the time. heck, THEY talk about it with us.
they are upgrading little things around the house - replacing carpet in the bedrooms, hardware on the kitchen cabinets, etc. i'll make suggestions on colours/styles and my mom will say, "when it's your house, do whatever you want!" which is usually followed with "until then, leave my honey oak alone!" she loves that awful orange-y oak colour, circa 1994. yesterday she was staining a new handrail for the basement stairwell while i was talking to my dad and he said i'd "have to redo it once they're dead because she painting it orange." lol.
honestly, i think they like that we see value in something they love so dearly. they are major homebodies and love puttering around their property. they work really hard to keep it nice and are thrilled that h and i love it too.
DH's BFF (a woman) gave us 4 huge trash bags of clothes for soon-to-be DD. I just spent the morning going through them. I know I should be more grateful of free clothes, but I'm donating 3/4 of them. I see no reason to keep clothes I'm never going to put on her. It was all NMS (ruffles, princess slogans, cupcakes). So, flameful that I'm ungrateful and also picky. I'm also disappointed. I am already bummed about having a girl, I really wanted another boy. But now these girl clothes aren't fun?
ETA: I added "these" to the last sentence. Left that out typing too fast. I was really looking forward to going through those clothes, I'm bummed I didn't find much I liked.
I kind of jokingly complained to my group of "mom friends" (lame, I know) about how I'm over scraping poop (we all CD). They all proceeded to tell me that they really don't mind scraping poop, because it's a thing they can do for their children that no one else will. Um... cool? Good to know I am lacking as a mother for not embracing the shit. I'm so tired of people IRL acting like every single minute and pain in the ass detail of motherhood is so magical and priceless, and it's absolutely not ok to express any complaint. Perhaps this makes me a crappy mother.
My MIL calls my son's shits "gifts." Swear to whatever.
I should wrap one up for her for Christmas, right?
I kind of jokingly complained to my group of "mom friends" (lame, I know) about how I'm over scraping poop (we all CD). They all proceeded to tell me that they really don't mind scraping poop, because it's a thing they can do for their children that no one else will. Um... cool? Good to know I am lacking as a mother for not embracing the shit. I'm so tired of people IRL acting like every single minute and pain in the ass detail of motherhood is so magical and priceless, and it's absolutely not ok to express any complaint. Perhaps this makes me a crappy mother.
That would be my cue to find new friends.
Also, I flat out refused to scrape poop. That was DH's job. Maybe he'd understand your friends, but I'm guessing not. We gave up CD'ing not long after scraping poop because part of our lives.