Post by mamasaurus on Jan 13, 2013 14:00:50 GMT -5
I gloss over things all the time. I mean, I am not going to tell my mom about nap strikes and furniture gnawing. I just say, "She's not sleeping well this week," or "She's been looking for trouble."
Like Cat, I lie IRL about what foods Lincoln has eaten. If I say I've given him a tiny little bite of a cookie, my ILs will probably try to give him a whole one. They almost gave him a spoonful of Cool Whip but H caught them in time. Idiots.
Post by muppetinma on Jan 13, 2013 15:32:43 GMT -5
I have witheld information before, but I wouldn't consider that lying. For instance, we didn't tell anybody that Andrew was getting an EEG. It would have caused lots of unnecessary worrying.
I hide how much crappy food I eat. I'll bring super healthy lunches to eat at my desk, but then I'll hide in my car and eat McDonalds. I don't want to be judged too hard by the ladies at work since they know I'm pumping and they already side eye my diet coke.
We've lied to the pedi about co-sleeping, night-time feedings..... love our pedi to death but why yes, they have their own bed to sleep in...doesn't mean she is in it.
I lie to our parents constantly because bitches be crazy.
Instead of: No, she doesn't STTN. Fuck no, I'm not having her CIO. I hate you so we see how well that turned out didn't it gestational carrier? My kids are shitty sleepers. I say: She sleeps beautifully. We thought DS slept well, DD is even better.
Instead of: Bitch, nap time is my fucking time to relax and hang on the computer. I say: Oh the kids wake at any noise, just come after nap time they wake at 6 pm. (Which they never do...perfect!)
Instead of: Fuck no, I don't want my children eating your fucking gross cookies that you fucking licked your fingers and continued stirring without washing your hands. You probably scratched your fucking ass too. I say: Oh, she's not on table food yet and the doctor states no peanut butter since he's shown some allergic tendencies to it.
Post by formerlyllizzyb on Jan 13, 2013 18:30:13 GMT -5
I say he's sleeping fine at night to avoid unhelpful advice. We have a rhythm that works for us based on personalities, family needs, and research.
I don't volunteer how much I BF him during the day.
I told MIL tons of white lies in the beginning just so I wouldn't have to hear her input. Most of the lies began with "Well, my pediatrician says..." She's so kind, but I'll ask if I want her advice.
I have always lied to MIL about how much DD eats. It still leads to frequent comments about how she doesn't eat enough, but they have gotten way less common as she gets older and MIL has started to accept that my child is just not going to be a giant.
We've lied to the pedi about co-sleeping, night-time feedings..... love our pedi to death but why yes, they have their own bed to sleep in...doesn't mean she is in it.
I lie to our parents constantly because bitches be crazy.
Instead of: No, she doesn't STTN. Fuck no, I'm not having her CIO. I hate you so we see how well that turned out didn't it gestational carrier? My kids are shitty sleepers. I say: She sleeps beautifully. We thought DS slept well, DD is even better.
Instead of: Bitch, nap time is my fucking time to relax and hang on the computer. I say: Oh the kids wake at any noise, just come after nap time they wake at 6 pm. (Which they never do...perfect!)
Instead of: Fuck no, I don't want my children eating your fucking gross cookies that you fucking licked your fingers and continued stirring without washing your hands. You probably scratched your fucking ass too. I say: Oh, she's not on table food yet and the doctor states no peanut butter since he's shown some allergic tendencies to it.
Ha. You have much more restraint and class than I do.