I'm temp nannying for a family that I really don't care for. I'm watching an 11 month old in a room about the size of a small office because the dad works from home and doesn't want to hear the baby. This is my 4th day here and I have all next week as well. Oh! And I'm not allowed to take the baby outside. Needless to say we are getting super bored in this room.
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"I was thinking about getting off on demand, but it sounds like I should be glad that I didn't"
Last night was rough. A woke up hysterical and wheezing badly at 1. I was ready to go to the ER but she calmed down and the wheezing stopped so I let her go back to sleep with me. After 45 mins of being kicked as she flailed around (and breathing sounding normal) I put her back in her crib so I could sleep.
My SIL took her to the pedi this morning and she needs to go back in the nebulizer. Doc thinks it's allergy related because steroid cleared up her chest congestion last week. Ugh.
Time to find out about allergy testing.
I'm exhausted.
Also, I was supposed to bring muffins to daycare for teacher appreciation breakfast ( which I remembered about and baked at 9 last night) , and didn't get to bring them. But they are delicious!
Post by dowagercountess on May 9, 2014 10:56:27 GMT -5
I have the worst mommy martyr on my fb feed. She has 7 kids. SEVEN. And I think only two of them are under 7?
The kids have begun rioting from the showings. I was on the phone for five minutes and they destroyed the house on purpose. Guess I have more work for the next showing in two hours.
Mobilize the army that made the mess to clean it up, woman!
This week has been busy and emotionally draining at work, lots of upheaval, but it has all been resolved positively for everyone. I was out of town for work last Wed-Fri. And I have a meeting Monday that will last until about 8 in a town 2 hours from home. I'll have to be back at work at 7 on Tuesday. I am exhausted. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. I committed months ago to spend Mother's Day with my mom and extended family in her hometown for a 50th wedding anniversary and our (semi) regular reunion at the church they grew up in. It's a five hour drive that I can't get started on until at least 4. I don't want to go. I want to be there, but I don't want to go. Also, my H has to work, so he'll be here and can't help me drive. Blergh. I just keep reminding myself I'll have tons of fun when I get there.
Got in the shower this morning only to discover the circuit in the water heater was tripped last night during the wind storm or something and we only had freezing ice cold water. My hair was a disaster and I had meetings all morning so H reset the heater but I still had to shower w sure cold water. On the bright side, it made me move super fast and I'm still operating like that at work
It's Friday! That's good news bc I like Firdays, and also bc our adoption profile is now approved will be added in the mix on Monday! Been working toward this for a very long time, and I'm excited and nervous and terrified all at once.
Also the mom called to tell me that when the house cleaners come I need to supervise them because they don't always do their job. She said that I need to tell them to do the baseboards and wipe the counters and that I should use hand signals because they pretend to not know English. Um, yeah, I'm not going to do that.
I have zero motivation. I've been busting my ass at work the last few months. I just want to sit here and do nothing. But I've managed to clean out my inbox and tie up some loose ends on some old projects and I still have a ridiculous amount of work to do despite that.
I'm getting ready to order Jimmy John's so I can work through lunch for the above reason.
I had a procedure today to drain fluid from my knee and was given an anti inflammatory injection and a steroid/painkiller. How risky would it be to chase the steroid/painkiller with some wine?
Post by glassofsyrah on May 9, 2014 13:46:56 GMT -5
My 4yo has been misbehaving, acting out, being rude etc. for about a week and I am so sick of it. I have yelled, thrown away toys, taken away privileges and now I'm just tired. I feel guilty for yelling even though it's justified. Being a mom is hard, yo. The emotional roller-coaster is the worst part.
jssymom14 I can not with your siggy. She's adorable in that outfit
sarahswim why can't you say something to your sister? I'm sorry she's treating you this way.
Thanks. The situation with my sister is complicated, starting with the fact that she lives with us because of some mental health issues and coupled with some other problems-it makes it difficult to be honest with her. I'll probably post more about this specific situation this weekend bc I could really use some feedback, but I just don't have time to type it all out today since I'm at school. Thanks again :-)
I'm sitting on a bus across from a guy who keeps playing with his empty plastic water bottle. All I hear is crunch, crunch, crunch, and I'm about to yell at him. Dude.