Leo peed his pants within 20 minutes of arriving at the children's museum. I had just dropped $30 and driven 25 minutes to get there. And we were suppose to kill a couple hours there. I went next door to target to get him a pair of pants. I think I am going to take him to the doctor. I am starting to think he can't even feel that he has to pee. Or isn't emptying his bladder totally.
I am so tired of being in this mode. He has been PT since July.
In a few minutes we will leave to go to a birthday party for one of M's friends and then have to immediately head to a friend's house for dinner. They both sounded fun at the time, but I wish we'd spaced them out a little better.
At least we had 3 hours in between this mornings chaos and having to do the birthday party.
SO looking forward to a nothing day tomorrow. I think I might finally replace my fridge mats tomorrow. LOL what a sad life I live if that's what I'm excited about tomorrow. OH! Wait!
Tomorrow, after M goes to bed we'll turn on the superbowl and order sushi take-out. I'm stupid excited about it even if it's an at-home date.
Post by katiescarlett on Feb 6, 2016 14:26:12 GMT -5
I spent the week making a ton of freezer meals and cleaning the house. My parents took the kids for a sleepover and DH is at work for a bit longer. I took advantage of my alone time to watch Magic Mike XXL and paint my nails. Maybe I will start trying to evict baby this weekend.
The BF is at a friends house working on our truck and I'm thoroughly enjoying my quiet time! Later, we're going to dinner and then the PBR with friends and I plan to drink my weight in beer. I'll probably regret that tomorrow, but today, who cares, LOL.
We don't have anything going on and I feel bored and annoyed with my whole entire life today! Winter is always a little boring, but I feel like we have cabin fever and want to punch each other in the head. We're going on a house hunting trip in a couple of weeks and I think the reality is hitting me. Yes, I want to move to have a better life...but holy crap...it is daunting. All of it. Work also sucked this week and I wanted to run skipping and yelling..."I don't care!!!! I'm leaving!!!", but I could not do that since I did not give my notice yet. (I won't really do that, but KWIM?) And all of my friends/acquaintances are pregnant again....child #2-3. I don't have any yet.....
So, I'm basically feeling like I want to cry into a pillow and eat ice cream. K? I need hair pats.
Leo peed his pants within 20 minutes of arriving at the children's museum. I had just dropped $30 and driven 25 minutes to get there. And we were suppose to kill a couple hours there. I went next door to target to get him a pair of pants. I think I am going to take him to the doctor. I am starting to think he can't even feel that he has to pee. Or isn't emptying his bladder totally.Â
I am so tired of being in this mode. He has been PT since July.Â
Besides that the boys were really good.Â
How old?
Is it just a case of him not wanting to stop?
I worried about that issue with dd2 (not having the sensation of having to pee), but it ended up she just ignored the feeling because life was just to awesome to stop and go to the bathroom. I would have to remove her from a situation and slow her down, then she would be like " I feel like I have to go potty". I hope it is something like this and not medical for you.
Leo peed his pants within 20 minutes of arriving at the children's museum. I had just dropped $30 and driven 25 minutes to get there. And we were suppose to kill a couple hours there. I went next door to target to get him a pair of pants. I think I am going to take him to the doctor. I am starting to think he can't even feel that he has to pee. Or isn't emptying his bladder totally.
I am so tired of being in this mode. He has been PT since July.
Besides that the boys were really good.
Could he be constipated? That could put pressure on his bladder.
Leo peed his pants within 20 minutes of arriving at the children's museum. I had just dropped $30 and driven 25 minutes to get there. And we were suppose to kill a couple hours there. I went next door to target to get him a pair of pants. I think I am going to take him to the doctor. I am starting to think he can't even feel that he has to pee. Or isn't emptying his bladder totally.
I am so tired of being in this mode. He has been PT since July.
Besides that the boys were really good.
How old?
Is it just a case of him not wanting to stop?
I worried about that issue with dd2 (not having the sensation of having to pee), but it ended up she just ignored the feeling because life was just to awesome to stop and go to the bathroom. I would have to remove her from a situation and slow her down, then she would be like " I feel like I have to go potty". I hope it is something like this and not medical for you.
I have always assumed it is just him not wanting to stop. But it has reached such a ridiculous level that I have to start considering a physical issue. We have punished. We have rewarded. We are vigilant. And still there are accidents. Today he peed before we left. 30 minutes later he has a little spot on his pants. I take him to the bathroom and he pees. 20 more minutes later he has a HUGE spot on his pants. Like WTF you peed 3 times in a hour and still dribbled on your pants two of those times. We weren't drinking anything in that time period. If it would have been just him we would have left. But it wasn't fair to Jack to leave a place we had been talking up all week. And honestly not fair to me too. So I a sure I sent the wrong message, but I am just so tired of the constant effort being put in to him not fucking peeing his pants.
He is 3.5. I am supposed to be past this. I didn't PT until 3 years old so I could avoid all of this crap lol.
My H is having an OCD spell again. The maids just came Thursday and he was bitching about how we need to fire her bc she's not doing a good enough job. So he started cleaning them again. Like vigourously scrubbing tile, toilets, sinks. Wearing a mask too. I know he can't help it sometimes but damn it's annoying me today.
Oh don't get annoyed...send him to my place with a rag and tell him my maid fucking sucks! She didn't clean anything right
I have 3 job offers now. One solid one that will start me Wednesday, but pays the least and two that have said they'll hire me but haven't gotten back yet. One interview was a week ago and one was a few days ago. Do I accept the position that will start me Wednesday because they'll start me Wednesday? They're a terrific restaurant with two locations, but I'll be making less money and not the pastry chef - just a baker.
The other two, I'd be the pastry chef and make more money. But I haven't gotten the definite "yes, you're hired, heres your start date." Just "we really like you, and you're pretty much hired, just gotta do a second interview."
I submitted an application to a near by hotel. I fear that I do not come across well on paper. I have been out of the workforce for 7 years, never finished college, etc.
Fingers crossed I at least hear back. I am not looking for something glamorous, but I like the idea of something that does offer growth.
I'm thinking of going back to school for my MA so that I have other options (I'm a teacher).
But I'm scared to because of the expense and for the current state of my personal life as a single mom getting it back together.
The expense of going back for a Master's sucks! Will your employer reimburse at all for tuition? Once you get back in the groove of school, it's not that bad and it goes by quickly. I'm just starting my third semester of grad school for accounting and cannot believe I'm more than halfway through already. The school workload hasn't been horrible. You should just jump on in the water and do it! It's so worth it!
We are heading to a one year old's birthday party this afternoon and then swinging by our friend's new house she just closed on yesterday. They're having a "painting party" so the house will be completely empty except for trays of paint and brushes. I told her I'd bring my two small children for about 2.5 minutes and then leave before they put any handprints on the floors/walls. Hopefully.
I'm actually feeling refreshed and ready to roll today, which is odd since I got a little less than 6 hours of sleep. Maybe it's because I got laid last night?
What in the fresh fuck is a painting party? Is it like "hey we're too cheap to hire professionals so we're asking for free labor and calling it a party. We will give you Budweiser and lukewarm white wine spritzers". Paaaaarrrttaaayyyyy.
I was thinking the same thing! I guess people expect to be able to get their friends to do anything as long as you call it a party. They're going to provide food and drinks, right? To be fair, though, I have friends who just put in an offer on a house, and if they were to ask for help moving or painting, we'd totally be there to help paint or move or whatever they needed help with. We'd probably being some beer, too. But they wouldn't try to convince us it was some kind of "party".
We are heading to a one year old's birthday party this afternoon and then swinging by our friend's new house she just closed on yesterday. They're having a "painting party" so the house will be completely empty except for trays of paint and brushes. I told her I'd bring my two small children for about 2.5 minutes and then leave before they put any handprints on the floors/walls. Hopefully.
I'm actually feeling refreshed and ready to roll today, which is odd since I got a little less than 6 hours of sleep. Maybe it's because I got laid last night?
What in the fresh fuck is a painting party? Is it like "hey we're too cheap to hire professionals so we're asking for free labor and calling it a party. We will give you Budweiser and lukewarm white wine spritzers". Paaaaarrrttaaayyyyy.
Everyone is invited to my mortgage-paying party! <)
1) N was borderline sick most of the day. Laid around, slept on the couch, looked like shit, but nothing has come of it. Yet. 2) On top of that, I've been washing wallpaper glue off the basement walls, 3) listening to NFL radio because H is all into the Superbowl, and he's working on the walls as well.
So far my weekend is shaping up to be a little trifecta of Hell.
BUT
There is light at the end of the tunnel, because on Friday, I'm taking the girls to my mom's house, where they will remain for AN ENTIRE WEEK. I repeat: CHILD FREE FOR A WEEK!!! And H will be working, so I'll actually be free. Let the purging of shit begin!
We are heading to a one year old's birthday party this afternoon and then swinging by our friend's new house she just closed on yesterday. They're having a "painting party" so the house will be completely empty except for trays of paint and brushes. I told her I'd bring my two small children for about 2.5 minutes and then leave before they put any handprints on the floors/walls. Hopefully.
I'm actually feeling refreshed and ready to roll today, which is odd since I got a little less than 6 hours of sleep. Maybe it's because I got laid last night?
What the hell is wrong with people? No, I do not want to help you move, and I DEFINITELY don't want to help you paint your house. I don't even want to paint my own house. None of these events are grounds for a "party."