Yes, that is phonetically correct.
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I'm so irritated!!! My house is a freaking train wreck. My twin nieces came over today to help me clean. That was an absolute blessing from heaven.
Lilah has gotten into this routine where from 10pm-until she is up fussing and just basically being pissed off. DH is convinced it's gas, but why it takes her all day to *finally* have gas is beyond me. Or she needs more food. Seriously- I have fed this child ALL DAY, every 2.5 hours. Why would she suddenly need another bottle one hour later? Shoving food at her is not the answer.
So in the midst of all the crying and screaming, I ask him to pick up the paci and wash it off. Nothing. Ask him to pour her one ounce of milk (after nursing- but it just was going too slowly for her). Nothing. No response. No grunt. nothing. When I finally ask him if he heard me, he bites my head off. Probably not really, but hormonal me feels that way.
So I end up going into the bedroom and ask him to make bottles. He is having a serious case of "I worked hard and am tired" but duh- so did I. So I go downstairs to wash all the bottles only to find that he didn't do any of the dishes in the kitchen that I had to have help to clean. I specifically asked him to TWICE before I came up to pump.
I mean, am I speaking Swahili? German? French? Yiddish? Alien?
I absolutely hate it when I get annoyed with him. He is a great partner. But sometimes I guess everyone gets annoyed, right?
(did I mention AF is here in force? Nothing like AF without BC help)
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:I'm so irritated!!! My house is a freaking train wreck. My twin nieces came over today to help me clean. That was an absolute blessing from heaven.
Lilah has gotten into this routine where from 10pm-until she is up fussing and just basically being pissed off. DH is convinced it's gas, but why it takes her all day to *finally* have gas is beyond me. Or she needs more food. Seriously- I have fed this child ALL DAY, every 2.5 hours. Why would she suddenly need another bottle one hour later? Shoving food at her is not the answer.

So in the midst of all the crying and screaming, I ask him to pick up the paci and wash it off. Nothing. Ask him to pour her one ounce of milk (after nursing- but it just was going too slowly for her). Nothing. No response. No grunt. nothing. When I finally ask him if he heard me, he bites my head off. Probably not really, but hormonal me feels that way.
So I end up going into the bedroom and ask him to make bottles. He is having a serious case of "I worked hard and am tired" but duh- so did I. So I go downstairs to wash all the bottles only to find that he didn't do any of the dishes in the kitchen that I had to have help to clean. I specifically asked him to TWICE before I came up to pump.
I mean, am I speaking Swahili? German? French? Yiddish? Alien?
I absolutely hate it when I get annoyed with him. He is a great partner. But sometimes I guess everyone gets annoyed, right?
(did I mention AF is here in force? Nothing like AF without BC help)
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Other days it seems much calmer and more normal in the eating dept. Remember that even if she's getting a bottle, biologically she's programmed to feed like crazy during a growth spurt, in order to increase milk production in the breasts. So maybe she's going through a growth spurt??