Originally Posted by Baby_Cakes
Oh the party sounds so nice! Too bad yours won't be there! I miss my mw. I hear stories about her now and then (good ones!) and I miss her energy.
JJ - I hear you! This is how I felt when Nora hit 3. I remember crying to Chris and to Diane (b/c at the time she and I were still close) that I didn't understand. I had a natural birth, bedshared, didn't CIO, I ebf her for 8 months, and did BLW!! I don't hit or time out or punish or yell or ANYTHING! WHY was she a maniac?!? Why did she hit, bite, spit, throw tantrums, call me names, refuse to listen??? WHO WAS THIS GIRL!? I would cry and cry. Tell Chris that in my heart I felt like I failed as a mom. That obv I am not cut out for this. That AP is bullshit b/c I could have this same child if I didn't do any of those things!!
All this to say -- I stick with it b/c I hope/feel some day it will pay off big time. I still have hope! She hasn't broken me yet!
Also - fuuuuuck to being sick! It's the worst!!
Lauri - Poor Ava! Hang in there.
I'm sick too. I was up almost half the night with a fever. There was Finn, finally sleeping hard and barely waking up (for the first time in what feels like 100 years), Nora was sound asleep...and I was burning up and had a massive headache. Well played, life. Well fucking played.
I also had to call poison control this morning b/c Finn got my bottle of ibuprofen open! Don't trust those childproof caps. I know it was clicked closed. Then I look down and he's sitting there in a pile of pills, chewing! I had no idea how he got it open! I quickly picked them all up, counted them (thank GAWD it was a new bottle and I knew how many had been in there). He sucked the coating off of six. Poison control said he will be just fine. NOT what I needed to start this day!!!
Oh - chris and I had a good heart to heart last night about what's been going on.
It was perfect. We sat and chatted and had some wine, etc. I felt like we were really reconnecting and then after an hour, I was ready to go to bed. He gave me this look like, are we going to do anything tonight? So...I took that opportunity to explain to him that he and I feel very differently about this. That sitting and talking and laughing to me WAS intimacy. That this is what I need to feel close to him and to patch up the holes that keep cropping up in our relationship. I didn't understand why it wasn't enough for him, and didn't he like chatting or was he sitting there thinking it was a waste of time?
He was like, no, but that (his words here) the conversation was dinner and he also likes dessert. I told him too often he just wants/demands dessert. That in order for us to have sex more often, we need to have more dinner! Make sure I'm fed, rested, and THEN we can order whatever he wants.