I just woke up on the WRONG side of bed! Everything seems to be going wrong and I am pee'd off!
I was tired to begin with b/c I have to stay up til 2am doing my at home job which I am grateful for, BUT dd would not let me sleep just a few more minutes, first she says I wanna ask questions, then starts to say things like.... "fox on the box, sham in the fan!" (she has been rhyming lately) I beg her to let me sleep, give her suggestions to keep her busy, but NOOO, then she wants to NURSE, can't quite wean her, still gives me the heeby jeebies when she does it but I try to tolerate it before she sleeps, I let her for like 5 seconds on each side....
Fast forward to when she finally drags me out of bed, claiming she is starving to death.....
I start breakfast, I decide on cinnamon toast, the thought comes to mind that I need to pack my electric breast pump, which an acquaintance gave to me, barely used, I start to look around and CAN'T find it!!! It was in a grocery bag, what if I threw it away??????? D&@# nesting instincts has me throwing EVERYTHING away!!! Then I smell something.... I burnt 4 pieces of toast... so I throw them away, take out 4 more put in oven.
Start searching dd's room for breast pump, she starts asking me strange questions like "Do bees fly in the air?" "Do bees sting from their butt?" On and on about bees, I can't concentrate enough to comprehend what she is saying b/c I am desperately searching for the breast pump..... I tell her this, she of course doesn't get this... she is 33 months! Then... I kick over her cup of milk that was sitting on her carpet
After cleaning that up I realize I may have burnt my last 4 pieces of toast, rush to rescue them, mom calls. She tells me that she bought a pack of onesies! I have been TRYING to give away numerous packs of onesies through this entire pregnancy, I don't like onesies, and PACKS of onesies I really don't like b/c they are not even cute they are just plain and I have a ton of cute onesies that didn't come in packs, I don't need/want onesies, and actually I have converted numerous plain white ones into cloth WIPES!!!! She also bought several receiving blankets... Have a bunch of those also...
I know it is great that she wants to help and all, BUT I am freaking broke around here, I have past due bills, other things that I actually NEED, and that money could have gone to something like that! DD has things that she could use too..... She needs things..... No one else is interested in getting anything pertaining to this baby.
A few other minor irritations have happened since the phone call, still can't find the breast pump..... I am giving up for the sake of my sanity and keeping some order in the house, b/c I am liable to start tearing the place apart.....
THANKS for letting me vent
I was tired to begin with b/c I have to stay up til 2am doing my at home job which I am grateful for, BUT dd would not let me sleep just a few more minutes, first she says I wanna ask questions, then starts to say things like.... "fox on the box, sham in the fan!" (she has been rhyming lately) I beg her to let me sleep, give her suggestions to keep her busy, but NOOO, then she wants to NURSE, can't quite wean her, still gives me the heeby jeebies when she does it but I try to tolerate it before she sleeps, I let her for like 5 seconds on each side....
Fast forward to when she finally drags me out of bed, claiming she is starving to death.....
I start breakfast, I decide on cinnamon toast, the thought comes to mind that I need to pack my electric breast pump, which an acquaintance gave to me, barely used, I start to look around and CAN'T find it!!! It was in a grocery bag, what if I threw it away??????? D&@# nesting instincts has me throwing EVERYTHING away!!! Then I smell something.... I burnt 4 pieces of toast... so I throw them away, take out 4 more put in oven.
Start searching dd's room for breast pump, she starts asking me strange questions like "Do bees fly in the air?" "Do bees sting from their butt?" On and on about bees, I can't concentrate enough to comprehend what she is saying b/c I am desperately searching for the breast pump..... I tell her this, she of course doesn't get this... she is 33 months! Then... I kick over her cup of milk that was sitting on her carpet

After cleaning that up I realize I may have burnt my last 4 pieces of toast, rush to rescue them, mom calls. She tells me that she bought a pack of onesies! I have been TRYING to give away numerous packs of onesies through this entire pregnancy, I don't like onesies, and PACKS of onesies I really don't like b/c they are not even cute they are just plain and I have a ton of cute onesies that didn't come in packs, I don't need/want onesies, and actually I have converted numerous plain white ones into cloth WIPES!!!! She also bought several receiving blankets... Have a bunch of those also...
I know it is great that she wants to help and all, BUT I am freaking broke around here, I have past due bills, other things that I actually NEED, and that money could have gone to something like that! DD has things that she could use too..... She needs things..... No one else is interested in getting anything pertaining to this baby.
A few other minor irritations have happened since the phone call, still can't find the breast pump..... I am giving up for the sake of my sanity and keeping some order in the house, b/c I am liable to start tearing the place apart.....
THANKS for letting me vent








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take a deep breath.things will get better soon!
i've been grumpy too. poor dh has been copping it