We had an eventful night last night. The kids and h were playing and ds accidentally poked h in the eye. He is in a lot of pain and can't really open his eye. We are pretty sure he has a scratch. He won't go to the eye doctor though because last time his dad had an issue with his eye, the eye doctor messed him up....or something. I don't remember that, but whatever. So he is planning to go to urgent care instead. Then while h was sitting on the floor with his eye shut, ds ran at him and h didn't catch him like he had been because he couldn't see, which resulted in a fat lip for ds. Then when I was out putting the trash cans away, ds pooped on the potty!
We have probably 3 inches of snow right now and it's still coming down. I know I complain about this every year, but I really hate this time of year. The weather is so weird. 65* one day, snow the next. 20* when I leave the house, 65* when I go to lunch. It's so annoying. How the hell do you dress and choose a coat for weather like that?
I can sympathize on the weather. We had 2 weeks of 60-70 degrees so I put the heavy coats away. Today, 50, tomorrow... snow. Ugh.
I have my anatomy scan today! H and I are accomplishing exactly nothing prior to the appt. I'm hoping baby cooperates and we can find out the sex.
UPDATE: Baby is healthy and never stopped moving. HE is adorable and kept opening and closing his mouth. At one point, it almost looked like he smiled. The tech said he had the hiccups and was very active because of it. We are over the moon and can't wait for August!
DS has a cold and has been coughing all night. My poor little dude. He sounds miserable. I've given him ibuprofen, but there's really not anything else I can do for him. He's got to be exhausted. I hope he sleeps in today.
I worked out pretty hard on Wednesday and did a bunch of rope climbs. Decided not to go to the gym yesterday. I woke up this morning and my left tricep is killing me. Like, couldn't wash my hair because it hurts to reach up. I have no idea why it suddenly feels like this. I would have assumed it would hurt yesterday if I had torn the muscle or something.
Post by themysteriouswife on Mar 18, 2016 8:21:49 GMT -5
I started feeling bad yesterday afternoon. I went to the clinic and tested positive for strep. Both kids are up super early this morning. I just want to sleep. H has several meetings today and had to go to work. Blah
I can sympathize on the weather. We had 2 weeks of 60-70 degrees so I put the heavy coats away. Today, 50, tomorrow... snow. Ugh.
I have my anatomy scan today! H and I are accomplishing exactly nothing prior to the appt. I'm hoping baby cooperates and we can find out the sex.
It was 60s and sunny last week. There's 4 inches of snow at my house this morning. I'm working from home today because I don't want to deal with it. Stupid snow.
So exciting about finding out the sex! I cried. lol
I had to make a CVS run this morning for heartburn meds....and the cashier asked me when I was due. I told her June and she was all "ohhh.....are you going to make it? My friend is due in May and you are WAY bigger than she is"
Ugh. Happy fucking Friday. I've gained 7lbs. That is it. And yes, I realize that I have a ridiculous baby bump, but I am short, have no torso, and this is my second baby.
Post by MixedBerryJam on Mar 18, 2016 8:23:47 GMT -5
What a close call. I volunteer on Fridays only, so I'm at my volunteer place today, but I miss a lot of the office gossip because I'm here so rarely. Today I overheard a conversation that went something like this: Mary: So, how are you feeeeeling? Sue: I'm happy! Mary: Oh, that's niiiice.
Sounded exactly like the small talk you make with a newly pregnant person. Mary leaves, so I'm about to go in and congratulate Sue, when my gut told me to confirm. So I asked Mary. Turns out, Sue's not pregnant, she's leaving. I am so so so glad I asked.
Post by cinderbella on Mar 18, 2016 8:25:30 GMT -5
I'm annoyed with my husband for a lot of things right now - but at the top of the list is that he forgot to switch over the laundry for me last night and I had to wear damp jeans to work.
One of my best friends invited herself to spend the night at my house Saturday. I was a little panicked, and felt like I couldn't say no. I've been in a paralyzing depression for a couple weeks, and my house has gone to shit. Butttt, she lives 3 hours away and we almost never see each other, so I decided to suck it up and power clean today, so we can have a girls night.
I was about halfway through building a giant ikea dresser when he broke up with me... so it's still sitting there half finished. Today is the day! Literally, physically, forcing myself to move forward with life.
Our regular trainer is back at the gym (immigration issues, she was stuck out of the country for over a year!) and I'm SO glad. Her H was teaching us while she was gone (they own the gym) and he is great, but she's the one who is really passionate about Muay Thai so it's awesome to have her back. And she works out with us the whole time and is so encouraging. Definitely get a good ass-kicking every time now!
Glad it's the weekend. Disappointed it's probably going to rain on the soccer game we're going to tomorrow night.
Newp. At this point I'd be like, "Ok then, have a good day, see you at home!" I fucking hate prolonged arguing. Haaaaaaaaaate.
I really need to cut it off. But we're both stubborn asses like that.
My BFF is like that and she and her BF get stuck in the same cycle. I'm just so averse to conflict and arguing that there is very little I feel strongly enough about to endure it just for the sake of being right or getting my way. But I know not everyone is the same, lol. Case in point, my BFF. I was giving her my differing opinion on something related to her move and she came back with an argument and I was like, "Ok, it's your money, your couch, and your move." And she goes, "Why won't you argue with me?!" And I just laughed.
I'm so annoyed at my mother and grandmother. Last night my mother called to talk to B. I usually make her talk on speaker phone because I just don't trust my mother, she's a manipulator and likes to twist words. The fact that she does this even to a 7 year old pisses me off to no end so I allow limited contact. Anyway, they are talking and she asked B if we were visiting them for Easter ( we're not, this year is IL's turn and she knows that) B says no. So then my mother goes on to say "oh but if you come to GG's I'll bring you an Easter basket, with CANDY" then my Gram gets on the phone "I'm hiding Easter eggs, you should come"
I had to make a CVS run this morning for heartburn meds....and the cashier asked me when I was due. I told her June and she was all "ohhh.....are you going to make it? My friend is due in May and you are WAY bigger than she is"
Ugh. Happy fucking Friday. I've gained 7lbs. That is it. And yes, I realize that I have a ridiculous baby bump, but I am short, have no torso, and this is my second baby.
But dammit I feel gross and huge now.
I will never understand why people think this is ok!!! Screw them!
I saw an old friend of mine on TV last night, having sex. So freaking weird. It was on a documentary/reality type of show. It's like I couldn't stop watching, and all I wanted to do is change the channel.
Im still raking leaves from the fall. It snowed to early, and we didn't get them all, we have 12 oak trees, 2 acres. It sucks.
This is G's first full week at daycare. It should have been last week, but he was home sick the whole time. So we essentially started over this week. Drop offs...aren't going well. Poor Buddy starts bawling crying when H gets him to his room. He eventually calms down, but he still gets upset. I know it takes time for him to settle into the new routine, but man. I just feel bad that he's so sad. The teachers say he usually has overall better days - like he's happier more than he's sad. And I know it takes time, and there's nothing we can do, it just makes me sad for him.
I had a super vivid dream last night that I was pregnant and found out it was another girl. It was such a normal, boring dream (including a part where I was going to announce on Facebook, but then realized I hadn't yet told my sister), but it felt so real that I had some lingering confusion about it NOT being real for about an hour after I woke up. The only real indicator it was a dream was that, when the u/s tech told me it was a girl, another one came in and handed me a bunch of pink balloons. lol.
TGIF! I'm not sure what we're doing this weekend, besides me working tomorrow, but I hope it's something. I'm completely ignoring the fact that we're supposed to get 3-5 inches of snow Sunday into Monday, hoping it will just go away or only be rain or something. It's been so warmish lately, I don't want to go backwards!
I'm seriously enjoying my kids lately. I'm down 15.8 lbs as of this morning, I got a huge cheque in the mail on Monday, I have tons of energy ( I walked 18k steps yesterday! And I wasn't even tired at the end of the day), and I'm just happy. Things are good.
I have lots of running around to do today, I want to repaint the bathroom because this paint is just not right. It stains when it gets water on it, so that's no good. Also, I want to go a bit lighter.
When the contractors removed the shower yesterday, we found out the floor under was so rotten it crumbles when you kick it. I keep having visions like this. Except naked.
I had to make a CVS run this morning for heartburn meds....and the cashier asked me when I was due. I told her June and she was all "ohhh.....are you going to make it? My friend is due in May and you are WAY bigger than she is"
Ugh. Happy fucking Friday. I've gained 7lbs. That is it. And yes, I realize that I have a ridiculous baby bump, but I am short, have no torso, and this is my second baby.
But dammit I feel gross and huge now.
((((Hugs)))) I'm taller but I always show ridiculously early so I get how you feel. Why can't people get that "are you sure it's not twins?" And "you sure are big" are NOT appreciated. Although the one person who suggested I might not make my due date was right and I gave birth days later at 4 weeks early. Bonus missing that last miserable month?
Still. Not appreciated. I know I'm looking big. No need to point it out.
I hate the cold from hell. I came into work late this morning, but was later than I planned to be due to a SWAT call on a main road. Someone/people barricaded themselves in at the pawn shop.
I'm so happy th day has finally arrived. The bad news is that H gets so anxious about travel that he's going to drive us both nuts for the next 24 hours.