I have a lame one, but I need to share my discomfort.
I have three pairs of Spanx. I've been wearing lots of dressed lately because the weather is so nice. This week is 8th grade graduation (hey! Let's celebrate for three days, the fact that you've all met expectations!), and evidently I've not kept up with my laundry. So I'm wearing a dress, because we have Mass today. But I'm down to one pair of Spanx.
I put them on, with a thong underneath. Because I have to go home, work out, shower, and put on another dress for graduation tonight, and I don't want to wear "dirty" unders.
I kind of dislike DS right now. He hasn't done anything "bad", and he's just doing normal toddler stuff, but I need a break.I've been off for a few days, and he has wanted to be on my lap ALL THE TIME. He flips around and puts his feet in my face, on my arms, pushes into my stomach. I thought this being touched all the time thing ended when he became mobile! Also, he doesn't listen when you tell him not to do something. Like, totally ignores you saying his name, doesn't even look at you.
I'm not made to be a SAHM. Good thing I go back to work tomorrow.
Also, I don't think I have enough money in my account to cover the AC maintenance we're having done today. Good thing I get paid tomorrow.
I'd plan a gap into my wedding day schedule and give zero fucks about it
We had a gap in our wedding reception and it was not a big deal. It was enough time for people to run to their rooms and freshen up or hang at the hotel bar.
I have started doing this thing where I deduct pounds before i even step on the scale. I'm ovulating, so that always adds 3 lbs. I have already had a bowl of cereal and probably a pound of coffee. Also, I haven't pooped in a few days. A cording to my calculations, I am at least 4.5 pounds less than whatever the scale is about to say. Then I climb aboard, content knowing that I weigh substantially less than what the scale says. Lol!
I totally do this.
Mine is more like, "I'm too lazy to take off my shoes, but I know they weight 1.5 pounds. Maybe even 2. And I'm wearing thick socks, which is easily another half pound."
But I figure, if I do this every time I weight myself, and the number keeps going down... it's not really cheating, right?
Post by daisybuchannan on Jun 5, 2014 11:43:31 GMT -5
frkls I have a similar system at my ob. Each and every time I have an appointment, the scale is 3 lbs heavier than my home scale. As I approach the scale I always crack a joke about it to the nurse, and the reaction varies from a chuckle back to looking at me like a weight obsessed freak. This morning it was only 1 lb heavier than home. Maybe they've fixed it after my 2 years of comments
Post by W.T.Faulkner on Jun 5, 2014 11:43:43 GMT -5
I get really, really annoyed when we talk about money on here sometimes. OVERINVESTED, lol.
I work in a high-poverty area and most of my students' parents really do have serious financial struggles, so when we're all up in here, like, "I wouldn't marry a man who makes less than $40k because our household income would only be just over 100k and HOW WOULD WE LIVE!?", I just can't deal.
I kind of dislike DS right now. He hasn't done anything "bad", and he's just doing normal toddler stuff, but I need a break.I've been off for a few days, and he has wanted to be on my lap ALL THE TIME. He flips around and puts his feet in my face, on my arms, pushes into my stomach. I thought this being touched all the time thing ended when he became mobile! Also, he doesn't listen when you tell him not to do something. Like, totally ignores you saying his name, doesn't even look at you.
I'm not made to be a SAHM. Good thing I go back to work tomorrow.
I have started doing this thing where I deduct pounds before i even step on the scale. I'm ovulating, so that always adds 3 lbs. I have already had a bowl of cereal and probably a pound of coffee. Also, I haven't pooped in a few days. A cording to my calculations, I am at least 4.5 pounds less than whatever the scale is about to say. Then I climb aboard, content knowing that I weigh substantially less than what the scale says. Lol!
Lol! I do this too. Well, I had that glass of water at 3am. Or well, that dinner was really salty last night, so that will add some. Plus I am currently weaning my 13 mo old, so I am making all kinds of allowances for that. Well, I only nursed a little this morning so the remaining milk in my boobs will add some. I am well-ing myself right down to goal wait. Ha!
I have started doing this thing where I deduct pounds before i even step on the scale. I'm ovulating, so that always adds 3 lbs. I have already had a bowl of cereal and probably a pound of coffee. Also, I haven't pooped in a few days. A cording to my calculations, I am at least 4.5 pounds less than whatever the scale is about to say. Then I climb aboard, content knowing that I weigh substantially less than what the scale says. Lol!
I do this when I get out of the shower while my hair is wrapped in a towel, so a towel + wet hair is like 4 lbs, right? Oh, I'm wearing my slippers? Half a pound each. So I'm really 5 lbs. lighter than it says!
Or I could just stop cramming chocolate chip cookies into my face and telling myself it doesn't count because I have PMS. (huh)
Flame-worthy: I make semi-rude (okay rude) comments around my in-laws all of the time. I mean, we haven't always had the best relationship but I'm just an awkward person and awkward brings out the mean. I like them though. It's weird.
Non flame-worthy: I could eat a cup full of butterscotch syrup right now.
Post by daisybuchannan on Jun 5, 2014 11:57:58 GMT -5
I have a real confession now.
I've started to actually hate my MIL. She has never been a warm or friendly person, she's actually the opposite- socially awkward and cold (which is the exact opposite of my H, it's a wonder where he came from). I've always just looked past it, bc who cares really.
She has a VERY close relationship to my H's nieces (his brother's 2 girls), watched them when they were babies, frequently takes them overnight, etc. She has never EVER asked to spend time with Connor without us offering or bringing him over. Never a call "I miss Connor, can I come see him?" Nothing. My H generally speaks with his parents everyday, so it's not like the opportunity for her to ask isn't there. It's just so unbalanced that I feel defensive and mama bear about how it will make my kids feel in the future. My IL's have a lot to say about how their granddaughters are raised, and I think they feel entitled to their opinions bc of the big role they have in their lives. That would get shut down in .2 seconds with me.
The cherry on top is that my MIL still has yet to say a simple "congratulations" on my pregnancy. Nothing. At all. At this point, she hasn't even made it known that she is aware of my pregnancy other than being in the same room while we discuss baby things. Even though she isn't a warm person, this is SO extreme (even for her, she wasn't like this when I was pregnant with C), and I think it's her way of telling me she doesn't like me.
It's gotten so bad that I don't want her over at all, and I was actually pissed that my H asked her to watch C during our anatomy scan.
I'm actively ignoring my douchey coworker. He's watching a video of Obama talking about the prisoner release controversy. He keeps saying "Jerk. I hate this guy. What an asshole." I know he's trying to get me to react
I have very mixed feelings about summer and my kids right now.
On one hand, I enjoy the more leisurely mornings, so we all get to sleep until 7:30-ish instead of having to be out the door by 8:10.
On the other, I only get four hours to work in the mornings now, instead of 6.5 hours to spend on work plus errands, gym, etc. And you wouldn't think that extra 2.5 hours of kid-care in the afternoons would be that bad, but God, by the end of the day sometimes I just give up. You don't want to eat three more bites of dinner? Fine. Toys everywhere? Whatever. When is bedtime?
And this is only our first full week. Luckily we have classes and camps planned, but I miss the extra downtime I used to get in the afternoons.
I have a stupid confession. I am terrified to get a job because I worry so much. It isn't that I don't want one but it is that have zero confidence in myself to think a company would want me/that I'd do an awesome job. Sigh...back to looking up jobs. C'mon Bob, be a big girl.
I'd plan a gap into my wedding day schedule and give zero fucks about it
We had a gap in our wedding reception and it was not a big deal. It was enough time for people to run to their rooms and freshen up or hang at the hotel bar.
We had a gap in our wedding reception and it was not a big deal. It was enough time for people to run to their rooms and freshen up or hang at the hotel bar.
People with gaps always think this
I'm sure, but it really was not that long, maybe an hour. And then you factor in time for the shuttles to pick the people up and it was not terrible. I did go to a wedding with a 5-6 hour gap. Again, it was kind of nice going back to the hotel to lay down for a bit.
I'm sure, but it really was not that long, maybe an hour. And then you factor in time for the shuttles to pick the people up and it was not terrible. I did go to a wedding with a 5-6 hour gap. Again, it was kind of nice going back to the hotel to lay down for a bit.
Wut? No. When I go to a wedding, I've got my hair and makeup done. I cannot just go lay down for awhile.
I'm sure, but it really was not that long, maybe an hour. And then you factor in time for the shuttles to pick the people up and it was not terrible. I did go to a wedding with a 5-6 hour gap. Again, it was kind of nice going back to the hotel to lay down for a bit.
Wut? No. When I go to a wedding, I've got my hair and makeup done. I cannot just go lay down for awhile.
Normally, that would be the case. But we drove up that morning (from DC to NJ) for the wedding, so for us, the gap was nice. Normally, one that big would be annoying.
This is such bullshit, I'm so sorry that she's like that. My grandparents were the same way, always fawning over the grandchildren of their 'favored' child. We always felt it as kids and they totally suck. Turns out, my dad SHOULD have cut them out long before then (abuse could have been prevented), but I guess my dad felt like he needed to have a relationship with these fucked up people.
I hope your H will talk to her and confront her on this bullshit. You don't need it in your life and neither do your kids.
I don't mean to come off as harsh, just from my perspective as a kid I could always tell we were not the 'chosen' ones.
I'm sure, but it really was not that long, maybe an hour. And then you factor in time for the shuttles to pick the people up and it was not terrible. I did go to a wedding with a 5-6 hour gap. Again, it was kind of nice going back to the hotel to lay down for a bit.
Wut? No. When I go to a wedding, I've got my hair and makeup done. I cannot just go lay down for awhile.
Okay, I don't think cleo's gap was bad, but I definitely agree with you, because people with gaps always say it's an opportunity for the guests to rest. What do they mean, rest? I was just sitting for an hour through your ceremony, I'll be sitting through dinner as well. I'm not a two-year-old! I don't need a nap!
Wut? No. When I go to a wedding, I've got my hair and makeup done. I cannot just go lay down for awhile.
you go to the ceremony in your reception-wear? that is not done in my neck of the woods.
ceremony - nice dress, looking pretty, sort of like how one would dress for a bridal shower or even a workday
reception - cocktail dress, evening makeup + hair, super high heels
this is what the gap is for! to get gussied up before the reception.
I am quite literally laughing out loud at the concept of changing between. No. I *might* throw on flip flops for the reception. That is the extent of my changing.
I don't mean to come off as harsh, just from my perspective as a kid I could always tell we were not the 'chosen' ones.
My sister and I were in this same boat. I have cousins who were very, very clearly favored. It hurts when you're a kid. I'm sorry your MIL is a dick, Daisy.