Yuck. Husband had flu-like symptoms for the past 3 days - fever, cough, etc. Both kids came down with it today. Still have 2 extra kids here for daycare, who of course have also been exposed to our illness already, so they might as well keep coming over. Tomorrow should be extra fun.
I got my first random comment from some guy while standing in the checkout line at the grocery store ~ "You look like you might have your baby before we get out of this checkout line!".
Yes, I might just stand here for the next 2 months. Why do people say dumb things??
Praying for a quick recovery of my family, praying that I will not get it, and hopefully the dude in the grocery store realized after he spoke that he is a moron.
Showing posts with label whining and complaining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whining and complaining. Show all posts
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Sunday, April 26, 2009
I am Sleepy...
We have all been battling a cold this past week. Pooky has hardly slept. He has been in my bed almost every night. I wouldn't mind, because I should be enjoying the extra snuggle time... but he insists on sleeping on top of me. On my shoulder and arm, or just leaning up against my back. So I am not sleeping either. And I am SO tired.
Here's to a better week!
Here's to a better week!
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Thursday, April 02, 2009
I Feel Annoyed Today....
Overall it was a good day today. We had fun at playgroup this morning. I got Taco Bell for dinner. The puppy didn't destroy anything too valuable today. I didn't kill said puppy today. However, I have a few annoyances to get off my chest...
1.) OK, so Emmy has been potty trained for well over a year, but I know I have mentioned the occasional accidents before - we are still having them and it is driving me bananas. She is 4 1/2 years old. She knows what to do. She will go for weeks without an accident, then all of a sudden start having them again - sometimes 2 or 3 times a day - for a couple of weeks, then be fine again. I don't get it. There is no obvious external reason I can see (nothing going on around here that is any different that usual). Her usual excuse is that she was too busy playing, and she waits too long. And she isn't completely wetting her pants, it is just a small bit, just enough to wet her undies and pants. Incredibly annoying. What do I do??? She starts Kindergarten in 5 months and I am so worried about what will happen if this is still going on by then. Any advice on this one??
2.) Speaking of potty training, I am nowhere near ready to start training Pooky - especially since we are still having the difficulties with his sister! He is now 2 years and 4 months and is not showing any interest whatsoever. So, my thinking - we will not do it yet. We may not do it for a long time. Maybe when he is 3? We'll see.... but here is my annoyance. It seems like everyone I know who has a little one around Pooky's age is already potty training. My good friend's little guy is only 22 months and is fully trained, no problems. I talked with 2 other moms this week who are training their little boys who are both younger than Pooky. Then they look at me like I am crazy when I say we are not even close.
I know that I am right here, I am not looking for reassurance. I am just venting that everyone in the world is potty training their 2 year olds (and some not-even-2-year-olds yet) and I don't even want to start thinking about it.
The diapers do not bother me. It means that I still have a baby. And as much as I would love another baby, I don't know yet if it will ever happen for us, so there is always a chance that Pooky will be my last baby - so even with the diapers, I am in no rush for him to get out of them.
3.) My 3rd annoyance is related to the 2nd - Pooky is still sleeping in his crib. With the rail all the way up. Like a baby. And he sleeps happily, and does not try to climb out. I sleep happy because he can't get out of bed 16 times a night like Emmy sometimes does. My annoyance is that someone actually said to me today, "Really? Pooky is still in his crib? We have had little Johnny in a toddler bed since he was 18 months old, and he is such a good sleeper..." blah, blah blah.
What is the rush? Why can't he sleep in his crib? I don't get it. Again, I know I am not in the wrong here, just venting.
I am in no hurry for my baby to grow up any faster that he already has....

And I think that Pooky agrees with me! ;)
1.) OK, so Emmy has been potty trained for well over a year, but I know I have mentioned the occasional accidents before - we are still having them and it is driving me bananas. She is 4 1/2 years old. She knows what to do. She will go for weeks without an accident, then all of a sudden start having them again - sometimes 2 or 3 times a day - for a couple of weeks, then be fine again. I don't get it. There is no obvious external reason I can see (nothing going on around here that is any different that usual). Her usual excuse is that she was too busy playing, and she waits too long. And she isn't completely wetting her pants, it is just a small bit, just enough to wet her undies and pants. Incredibly annoying. What do I do??? She starts Kindergarten in 5 months and I am so worried about what will happen if this is still going on by then. Any advice on this one??
2.) Speaking of potty training, I am nowhere near ready to start training Pooky - especially since we are still having the difficulties with his sister! He is now 2 years and 4 months and is not showing any interest whatsoever. So, my thinking - we will not do it yet. We may not do it for a long time. Maybe when he is 3? We'll see.... but here is my annoyance. It seems like everyone I know who has a little one around Pooky's age is already potty training. My good friend's little guy is only 22 months and is fully trained, no problems. I talked with 2 other moms this week who are training their little boys who are both younger than Pooky. Then they look at me like I am crazy when I say we are not even close.
I know that I am right here, I am not looking for reassurance. I am just venting that everyone in the world is potty training their 2 year olds (and some not-even-2-year-olds yet) and I don't even want to start thinking about it.
The diapers do not bother me. It means that I still have a baby. And as much as I would love another baby, I don't know yet if it will ever happen for us, so there is always a chance that Pooky will be my last baby - so even with the diapers, I am in no rush for him to get out of them.
3.) My 3rd annoyance is related to the 2nd - Pooky is still sleeping in his crib. With the rail all the way up. Like a baby. And he sleeps happily, and does not try to climb out. I sleep happy because he can't get out of bed 16 times a night like Emmy sometimes does. My annoyance is that someone actually said to me today, "Really? Pooky is still in his crib? We have had little Johnny in a toddler bed since he was 18 months old, and he is such a good sleeper..." blah, blah blah.
What is the rush? Why can't he sleep in his crib? I don't get it. Again, I know I am not in the wrong here, just venting.
I am in no hurry for my baby to grow up any faster that he already has....
And I think that Pooky agrees with me! ;)
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Monday, November 17, 2008
Monday
Today was just one of those days....
I was a mean mommy. I made Pooky wear a coat when we left this morning to go to his 2-year well-check up appointment at the pediatrician. It was cold. He did not want to wear the coat. He made that very clear after crying nonstop for 15 minutes in the car about it.
I was also mean this morning because I would not let Emmy wear her PJ pants to the appointment, even if they were pink, and pretty, and they matched her shirt. Mean.
Pooky's appointment went fine, other than he cried when they weighed him, he cried when they measured his head, and because they put a bandaid on his finger after the finger prick (although he did NOT cry when they actually poked his finger). He ripped the bandaid off after about 3 seconds and then proceeded to bleed everywhere. Fun.
Anyways, he now weighs 26 lb, 10 oz and is almost 36 inches tall. So, he is tall and skinny. Everything checked out great. That part was good.
Then, the annoyances started up again. We went to Walgreen's to pick up a couple of things, and this guy yapping on his Bluetooth totally cut in front of me in line. We were waiting about 4 feet back at the cashier, and this guy walked right in front of my cart and plopped down a couple of gallons of milk, then proceeded to check out as if I wasn't even there. The only reason I didn't say anything is because I was confused - he wasn't really cutting the line, was he?? Seriously? He was. Moron.
Then, as we were leaving some lady in a white minivan almost hit me, after she ran the stop sign. Then she glared at me. Ugh.
We came home and I proceeded to do... nothing... for the rest of the day.
Is it the weekend yet?
I feel like Pooky looks.
I was a mean mommy. I made Pooky wear a coat when we left this morning to go to his 2-year well-check up appointment at the pediatrician. It was cold. He did not want to wear the coat. He made that very clear after crying nonstop for 15 minutes in the car about it.
I was also mean this morning because I would not let Emmy wear her PJ pants to the appointment, even if they were pink, and pretty, and they matched her shirt. Mean.
Pooky's appointment went fine, other than he cried when they weighed him, he cried when they measured his head, and because they put a bandaid on his finger after the finger prick (although he did NOT cry when they actually poked his finger). He ripped the bandaid off after about 3 seconds and then proceeded to bleed everywhere. Fun.
Anyways, he now weighs 26 lb, 10 oz and is almost 36 inches tall. So, he is tall and skinny. Everything checked out great. That part was good.
Then, the annoyances started up again. We went to Walgreen's to pick up a couple of things, and this guy yapping on his Bluetooth totally cut in front of me in line. We were waiting about 4 feet back at the cashier, and this guy walked right in front of my cart and plopped down a couple of gallons of milk, then proceeded to check out as if I wasn't even there. The only reason I didn't say anything is because I was confused - he wasn't really cutting the line, was he?? Seriously? He was. Moron.
Then, as we were leaving some lady in a white minivan almost hit me, after she ran the stop sign. Then she glared at me. Ugh.
We came home and I proceeded to do... nothing... for the rest of the day.
Is it the weekend yet?
I feel like Pooky looks.
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Friday, August 15, 2008
Update
Well, Ray left for Chicago this morning. It is pretty depressing. We have been talking about him flying home for the weekend in 3 weeks, or maybe we will go up there - who knows? I hate having him so far away.
We did get most of the stuff I wanted done around the house completed before his departure. I have a few more little things to get done around the house, and the carpets are being cleaned on Tuesday, then I will feel "ready" to sell this place. I met my realtor this evening, and the house will probably be on the market Sunday or Monday. Then - anything could happen. I dislike the unknown.
OK, enough whining for now. I actually feel pretty good right now, despite being husbandless and having a cold. At least I get the whole bed to myself at night. :)
Happy weekend!
We did get most of the stuff I wanted done around the house completed before his departure. I have a few more little things to get done around the house, and the carpets are being cleaned on Tuesday, then I will feel "ready" to sell this place. I met my realtor this evening, and the house will probably be on the market Sunday or Monday. Then - anything could happen. I dislike the unknown.
OK, enough whining for now. I actually feel pretty good right now, despite being husbandless and having a cold. At least I get the whole bed to myself at night. :)
Happy weekend!
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Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Upside Down
Ugh. It is crazy and stressful around here.
If anyone remembers, I had mentioned a few weeks back that we had a lot going on around here, but I couldn't write about it yet - well, now I can.
Ray was offered and has accepted a new job in Chicago. He starts in 2 weeks. The kids and I will be staying behind for a while as we attempt to sell our house here in South Carolina. I am absolutely dreading being without my husband for a few months. I do not really want to move - but it is something that we need to do. For my husband, it is an excellent career move. And it will also be nice to be closer to our friends and family in Michigan. But, this is not something we had planned on doing. We have been in our house for less than 2 years. Of course, the market sucks right now, and it may take a very long time to sell our house. I feel like we have just recently felt like this was our home now. We have good friends here, we belong to a fantastic church, we love our neighborhood. I was not planning on leaving for a very long time.
But - we are. It is making me grumpy. We have a LOT to do over the next couple of weeks, getting ready to put the house on the market and Ray will be leaving.
So, my bloggy friends, be prepared for much whining and complaining from me over the next few months. And forgive me if I am not blogging and commenting on blogs as often as usual, I know that it is going to be a difficult transition.
I know that we will be fine. We have moved cross country before, had to wait to sell our house before, and we can do it again. Please keep my family in your thoughts and prayers in the upcoming weeks.
If anyone remembers, I had mentioned a few weeks back that we had a lot going on around here, but I couldn't write about it yet - well, now I can.
Ray was offered and has accepted a new job in Chicago. He starts in 2 weeks. The kids and I will be staying behind for a while as we attempt to sell our house here in South Carolina. I am absolutely dreading being without my husband for a few months. I do not really want to move - but it is something that we need to do. For my husband, it is an excellent career move. And it will also be nice to be closer to our friends and family in Michigan. But, this is not something we had planned on doing. We have been in our house for less than 2 years. Of course, the market sucks right now, and it may take a very long time to sell our house. I feel like we have just recently felt like this was our home now. We have good friends here, we belong to a fantastic church, we love our neighborhood. I was not planning on leaving for a very long time.
But - we are. It is making me grumpy. We have a LOT to do over the next couple of weeks, getting ready to put the house on the market and Ray will be leaving.
So, my bloggy friends, be prepared for much whining and complaining from me over the next few months. And forgive me if I am not blogging and commenting on blogs as often as usual, I know that it is going to be a difficult transition.
I know that we will be fine. We have moved cross country before, had to wait to sell our house before, and we can do it again. Please keep my family in your thoughts and prayers in the upcoming weeks.
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Thursday, March 27, 2008
Slow Down and Shut Up the Barking.
I apologize in advance for the excessive complaining in this post. I am in a sort-of irritable mood today and little things are really annoying me. And I need to vent.
For example, people who drive too fast. Why? Is the 30 seconds you might save by speeding really worth it? And if you choose to drive too fast, quit riding the back end of my car, because I promise you that it will not make me go faster or get out of your way. And it's not like I drive super slow either - I usually go 5-10 MPH around the speed limit, and slower when I am in my neighborhood.
Last night, I had pizza delivered, and the pizza guy came flying down our street at about 50 MPH (the speed limit is 25), flew past our house, had to turn around, came screaming back down to my house and flew into the driveway. I was watching him out my window. In his ghetto turquoise convertible with no muffler. I was annoyed. There are a ton of kids running around in my neighborhood - why drive like an idiot and risk running over one? It's okay if it takes you an extra minute to deliver my pizza because you drove the speed limit, I don't mind.
I am also incredibly annoyed with our new neighbors who just moved in 2 houses down. They have 2 little dogs who are chained up in the back yard who bark all day long. Starting at 6:30 in the morning through 11:00 at night. Note to my new neighbor: SHUT UP YOUR DOGS. It is nothing personal. I like animals, and we will probably have another dog someday, but I can't stand that annoying yippity bark for another day.
OK. I feel better. Just had to get that off my chest. I promise happier posts to come.
For example, people who drive too fast. Why? Is the 30 seconds you might save by speeding really worth it? And if you choose to drive too fast, quit riding the back end of my car, because I promise you that it will not make me go faster or get out of your way. And it's not like I drive super slow either - I usually go 5-10 MPH around the speed limit, and slower when I am in my neighborhood.
Last night, I had pizza delivered, and the pizza guy came flying down our street at about 50 MPH (the speed limit is 25), flew past our house, had to turn around, came screaming back down to my house and flew into the driveway. I was watching him out my window. In his ghetto turquoise convertible with no muffler. I was annoyed. There are a ton of kids running around in my neighborhood - why drive like an idiot and risk running over one? It's okay if it takes you an extra minute to deliver my pizza because you drove the speed limit, I don't mind.
I am also incredibly annoyed with our new neighbors who just moved in 2 houses down. They have 2 little dogs who are chained up in the back yard who bark all day long. Starting at 6:30 in the morning through 11:00 at night. Note to my new neighbor: SHUT UP YOUR DOGS. It is nothing personal. I like animals, and we will probably have another dog someday, but I can't stand that annoying yippity bark for another day.
OK. I feel better. Just had to get that off my chest. I promise happier posts to come.
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