bananapancakes when is bedtime? DD doesn't go to bed until 8:00.
Usually around 7:00 but it doesn't seem to matter. Last night was 7:45, still up at 4:15. We've tried everything from 6:30-8:30 and they all have similar results. A later bedtime just seems to mean less sleep. Wake up was 5:00 (and I thought that was bad! Ha!) until about a week or two ago and then it started creeping forward to this ridiculous hour. On a positive note, there've been no MOTN wake ups in almost two weeks! Although some would argue that 4:15 is still MOTN!
For us, when A started to get ready to drop the morning nap, she had these crazy early wake-ups in the morning. Once she got on board with one afternoon nap, she settled into a nice 7-6 pattern (sometimes even 7-7 on the weekends!).
DS2 is learning to walk. He fell and smacked his lip, cutting it open. Blood everywhere. I got the bleeding to stop and I don't think it's quite big enough for stitches, just barely. So yay? poor baby. Let's hope it continues to not bleed.
There is no way my husband can cover for me, and my in-laws just canceled this morning too, so I am now taking my kids to my old boss's retirement party in a federal building this afternoon. Ugh, I did everything I could think of to not be that person. (I called the office this morning to explain my predicament and got the thumbs up to bring them.) Fingers crossed DD2 is somehow a gem, despite her performance last week at Take Your Kid to Work Day. My plan is to dress them adorably, and get in and out fast.
My sons legs are COVERED in bruises. Please tell me this is normal for a 2 year old? He's rough and tumble and I know he's always banging into things - so I'm not worried about the source, I'm just worried that with shorts season approaching people are going to think he's being hurt!
I've been on the phone with my dad for 5 minutes and he has already:
insulted my job and my field of work insulted my parenting insulted my son's soccer coach
Beer me.
Hi, are we sisters?
The last time I spoke to my dad on the phone for more than 90 seconds (this time frame includes the birth of DD2, BTW) was for my birthday last June. In which he told me what my birthday present from H was and totally ruined the surprise in between talking about himself. Thanks, Dad.
Ugh.
He ended the call by being passive aggressive about us not coming out to visit this year-he had offered to pay our entry to the RnR Las Vegas but I said no, we're only coming out every other year. He's totally trying to get us to come out this year so he doesn't have to pay use his miles for him and his family to visit us.
My sons legs are COVERED in bruises. Please tell me this is normal for a 2 year old? He's rough and tumble and I know he's always banging into things - so I'm not worried about the source, I'm just worried that with shorts season approaching people are going to think he's being hurt!
I'm worried about the same thing! DD's poor legs are all banged up and scraped.
So I asked my OB to trim my IUD strings because H said he felt them and they hurt during sex. She can't find them at all so I'm waiting for an ultrasound. Yay.
Ah crap. Fingers crossed it's where it's supposed to be!
Everything was normal and in place, so apparently my husband just has some sort of supersensitive wonder dick.
I asked for an ultrasound picture of my IUD because I love it as much as my baby. They said no.
I just realized this will be the first vacation without the dog. I wonder if E will notice she's not with us. She always asks for the dog in the morning. I think she might be sad that the dog isn't home. I don't think she'll understand that the dog is staying with MIL for the week.
Holy shit. I have a bunch of FB friends hidden for various reasons. I look up their pages when I'm bored. My cousin has been posting up a storm about her opinions on the situation in Baltimore and it is HORRIFYING. I don't even want to repost it, but she is just so damn smug and disgusting.
The funny thing is that she apparently has some FB friends who are both sane and willing to call her out, and she replied accusing them of starting trouble. LOLOL
Post by badtzmaru22 on Apr 29, 2015 10:51:25 GMT -5
I'm just having a rough day. It's a bunch of little frustrations all adding up. Ugh. It just kind of came to a head this morning.
-we are always all in a rush and tripping over each other to get out the door in the morning. It's just stressful.
-DH is home around 6:45 now, so we have dinner together, but other than that, I don't feel like I see him that much more than when he was on 2nds because he goes to bed when the kids do.
-I'm having anxiety about being away from DS to go hang out 4.5hrs away with my BFF for a little bachelorette thing for her this weekend. I've been contemplating not drinking at all, and just leaving after dinner, which wouldn't be until like 9pm. DH at least convinced me to stay the night, and he and the kids will be fine. I know they will. I've never been away from a nursing baby that long though, so I'm just anxious. DS is 9mo. He'll be fine. My friend's dad just died, so I know she needs the girl time.
-then as I was leaving for work, I saw McDonalds bags in the trash in the garage, which just sets me off. I am really frustrated with DH's weight, and there's nothing I can do about it, so it just made me sad because I don't know if he cares. He says he does, and I know it's not easy. But I really think his weight is taking it's toll, and is part of why he wants to sleep all the time, etc. I know he has to want to change, blah blah blah. I just got mad at seeing the hidden trash.
Do you want to hear a story about the worst pumping experience ever?
So apparently I forgot my hands-free pump bra today. No problem, I'll just hold the flanges on, annoying but whatever. Well, I quickly realize that my boobs are too big and floppy to pump both sides efficiently without extra support. So, I manage to rig up my regular bra so it holds righty in place, but lefty will just not cooperate and I can't get good suction no matter what, even using two hands. So I pump righty and have to hand express lefty when I'm done. HOW DO PEOPLE DO THIS? Total mess. BM spraying errywhere, ten different directions at once, and I'm trying to aim it into one teeny little Medela bottle, but I have to get this milk out SOMEHOW because I'm kind of sore and full already. Milk on the desk, on the carpet, and allll over the front of my dress. And that shit hurts!
Then? I leave the office and go to get some water, and an old dude CW looks at me and says "I didn't know it was raining!" because there's little droplets all over my dress. I just sort of awkwardly walk-ran away.
I just put a super easy 3 ingredient thai chicken recipe in the crockpot and hope it turns out as well as the ML ladies say it does. I need to step up my crockpot game!
Post by SallySparrow on Apr 29, 2015 12:14:21 GMT -5
I want to punch work in the face.
I'm working Memorial Day. We have to work one summer holiday, whatever no big deal. I picked up an extra Saturday shift because we work every other weekend and the opposite weekend is short. So I thought I'd help out. Now my supervisor is trying to make me work 4th of July which will put me working 5 weekends in a row. No. Just no. So she doesn't know it yet, but that's not happening. So annoyed.
Welp, someone just posted this on FB. I knew my feed was too sane/quiet.
A friend posted this too. I was like it took every ounce of my being not to respond. Not worth it. Also a local police blotter page posted a photo of the riots with the tag line "planning your weekend getaway consider Baltimore"
My sons legs are COVERED in bruises. Please tell me this is normal for a 2 year old? He's rough and tumble and I know he's always banging into things - so I'm not worried about the source, I'm just worried that with shorts season approaching people are going to think he's being hurt!
I'm worried about the same thing! DD's poor legs are all banged up and scraped.
Sounds normal to me, DD's legs are all scraped up with a couple of bruises. Her daycare teacher mentioned noticing bruises on her arms too but neither of us knew where they came from. But DD plays hard, falls into things a lot (because she moves so fast), and never seems to mind. On hot days so far I've mostly had her wearing shorts, but sometimes I put her in pants just to protect her legs a little and let the scrapes heal!
I'm sitting in the paper gown at my dr office waiting for my 6 week postpartum exam. Yikes, I forgot how much I love having NO ONE up in my private parts. Plus, DH will want sex soon. I've been putting him off saying we have to wait until my dr appt. Whomp whomp.
I am lollygagging in the neighborhood after meeting with a contractor, taking mom's car in, and getting a bike tune-up. I had forgotten how much weekday residential life is an alternate universe where the only people are children under 5, SAHMs, and retirees.
Post by rootbeerfloat on Apr 29, 2015 13:31:06 GMT -5
Last night I asked my sister about GATE (because she works for the school system) while we walked her dog. 25 years later, she is still bitter that she wasn't in the gifted class! (She's hard-working and hot, so things worked out for her, but LOL.)
Then we came home, and her dog wandered around our yard off-leash in the dark. She came back foaming at the mouth, so my sister rushed her to the emergency vet. Apparently, she licked a poisonous toad! Puppy is OK today, though.
Cora found a pacifier in her room from days of yore and won't give it up. She hasn't taken a pacifier since she was 5mo old and even then she never really liked it.
WTF?!
Sebastian has one bottle he likes to carry around and play with. Wtf kid, you refused bottles for how long and now you use one as a toy?
DD does this, too. She always refused to drink from a bottle, but now they are some of her favorite toys. I guess it's a good thing that the massive bottle collection I developed while trying to find one she liked isn't going to waste!
I'm sitting in the paper gown at my dr office waiting for my 6 week postpartum exam. Yikes, I forgot how much I love having NO ONE up in my private parts. Plus, DH will want sex soon. I've been putting him off saying we have to wait until my dr appt. Whomp whomp.
I feel you. I just had my 6 week PP exam on Friday. DH is giddy at the idea of sex and I just want to run and hide. Noooo....
I think DS officially moved his bedtime back to 8:00 (used to be 7:00). He has been fighting going to bed for the last week, so last night we waited to start the bedtime routine until 7:30, and there was so much less resistance, and he actually went to sleep when I put him in his crib at 8:00.
Yay, I guess, for more evening flexibility. But I'm mourning the loss of that extra hour to myself at night...
Just wait until he pushes it back even further to 9pm
Just wait until he pushes it back even further to 9pm
Noooooo!
My brother and SIL claim that niece (who will be 6 in a month) still goes to bed at 7. Not to sleep, but goes to her room for quiet time. I don't even know how we would attempt that at this point, since he just screams his head off if we try and put him to bed before he is tired. Quiet time, indeed!
I am always amazed at people who get a couple of hours to themselves after the kids to to bed. Bedtime has been at 9/9:30 ever since DST last spring. (so about 27mo old) We've tried pushing it up unsuccessfully
I'm sick of everyone lauding that mother in Baltimore who smacked her son around for wanting to join the riots.
I am truly sympathetic to her. I can't say I wouldn't do the same thing if I were in her shoes, I'm sure I would lose my mind and be absolutely frantic if one of my children was trying to put herself in that kind of danger. I probably would do anything I could to stop her, and I don't fault this mother in the least for reacting the way she did in a desperate moment.
But hitting and public humiliation are NEVER good parenting tools. This is not good parenting. It is one mother's fight-or-flight response to try to keep her child from harm but it is NOT a model for how we should all be treating our kids as parents. And I hate how it has really brought the "children need more spankings to keep them in line" crowd out of the woodwork.