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Flame-free confessions
I felt like confessing a bit. Feel free to join in, personal or political. 
1. A friend of mine asked me to watch her kid while she is in labor. I really don't want to do this, for selfish reasons like having to drag my then one year old daughter to her house in the middle of the night to watch her "challenging" 2 yr old for who knows how long. Also, she's due around DD's first birthday and I hadn't yet decided whether we would be here for that or not.
2. I'm avoiding a friendly acquaintance who has gotten too needy lately.
3. I went through a period after DD was born that I could not stand DH. We're getting back to normal now, though. I am afraid that it will happen again if we do decide to have another child, though we aren't planning to.
4. I'm jealous of my best friend's outrageous wealth. Have been for years.
Re: Flame-free confessions
1. I hate the holidays. If I had my way, DH and I would stay home and order a pizza and watch bad movies on both Thanksgiving and Christmas. It doesn't help that both sets of parents are absolutely convinced we can spend half of each holiday with them, even though they live too far apart for that to happen.
2. I hate snow. But more than that, I hate that the second a flake flies through the air, people lose their ability to drive. It took me 40 minutes for my 7-mile commute this morning because there were 4 accidents on my 3 miles of freeway. And the roads weren't even slippery!
I totally hear you guys on Thanksgiving. It always turns into something huge with one or two people doing all the work and everyone else just showing up. Pizza and bad movies instead? Sounds right up my alley.
Thanksgiving for us is at my parents' this year. We're not looking forward to it so much that we got a hotel room. Even though this will be much more convenient for everyone, including my parents, I know they're going to flip.
But, I can't take another Thanksgiving like we had 2 years ago. Everyone from both sides comes to my parents' house for lunch at like 12. After we eat, everyone just sorta hangs out in the living room staring at a muted TV. Because it's rude to actually have the sound on when people are over, because then they can't talk. Except my family doesn't have anything in common and really doesn't like each other, so they don't talk. So, everyone ends up sitting around staring at a muted TV. And it's not like they're watching football or some other sport. No. My dad always has command of the remote and he is a perpetual channel surfer. And people just don't leave - last Thanksgiving they stayed till 10!
Just recounting it makes me want to call in sick to Thanksgiving.
1) I am also dreading the holidays this year. My super smothery but nice parents will be staying with me for Thanksgiving AND Christmas this year since I have a big apartment with just me in it. I will go insane. Since they live far away and we don't see one another that often, the emphasis is always on family togetherness and they want us to be lovey and happy all.the.time. I need more alone time than that. Usually H was a good buffer, but he won't be around this year. Which will also be sad, but I prefer not to make a big deal of things, unlike the rest of my family. I have already asked my mom repeatedly not to treat me like a china doll about the divorce and she still does. I want to fast forward to Jan 2.
2) I am appreciative of my good job but am sick of there being too many cooks in the kitchen and it being harder to get things done.
Oy, Brookles just made me think of another one.
My cousin and his wife are having a baby right around Thanksgiving, which if it comes before Thanksgiving, I will be expected to be all cooey and gushy around the baby, and if it doesn't, I will be expected to engage in "OMG, I'm so excited for your baby to come!" talk. I'm not excited for their baby, and frankly, I judge them for choosing to have a kid so early in their marriage. I know this will come across.
I totally dig the holidays, ones here with Pescalita's side are 10 minutes away, lots of fun - you show up, drink all day while watching sports (we all like almost everybody) and eat good food. Ones with my side are like vacation, we stay with my parents and my mom either cooks or we go out for every meal. Holidays are a total binge, the only downside is the 5.5-6 hour drive.
I guess that can count as a confession, but a better one would be.... I'll see if I can come up with something.
DITTO!! I want to yell at them "you live in MINNESOTA -- you should know how to drive in snow by now!!!" And the above mentioned scenario isn't even real snow.
I love Thanksgiving but hate Christmas. ?It was always a terrible time of year for me, and people were always yelling at me to be happy. ?But I still have to go home for Christmas most years and get dragged to church.
I'm beginning to wonder if my marriage can last through 2 years apart. ?We have nothing to talk about b/c all he does is work, 14-16 hours a day. ?So he calls but has nothing to say. ?And I don't do a whole lot either, so it's a struggle for me to provide all phone entertainment. ?I didn't think I'd ever be tempted to cheat, but a month in, and I have been eyeing people in a way I haven't done in years. ?I don't love H any less, and I'm not going to act on the temptation. ?I was just surprised at the urge. ?I'm just lonely, and 2 years seems a lot longer now than it did a month ago.
I'm throwing myself a big 'ol pity party today. Marisa and I went to a play area today, and there were tons of other moms and kids, all laughing together and having a good time. I felt like such an outsider. One mom tried to make small talk with me (I think), and I just froze. I'm sure she thought I was a snooty ***. I just feel like I've forgotten how to make friends, and it sucks.
My brother is getting deployed to Florida for 6 months. I know it will totally suck for my SIL and niece (although they are very thankful it's not the middle east again), but I already feel like I come second when it comes to my SIL and Mom. This 6 months is going to suck for me too.
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As much as I like working with my students, I really want an office job. Sometimes I just don't want to be on stage and I'd rather be bored. Truth is, I really want to be a stay at home mom someday. I know that wouldn't be boring. I know that will never work out for us.
The holidays are pretty fun for us and have somehow managed to work out nicely. It's been tough sometimes with my fibro. Last year I missed Christmas Day because I did too much for about 4 days straight. I spent the whole day on the couch. My mom wouldn't talk to me for 2 weeks.
ditto on all accounts
I am struggling with the decision I made to SAH with the baby. There are times where I don't want to be around her, and I didn't see that coming.
I don't want to go back to work, either, though, because I know how much I'll miss her - because there are sooo many times where all I want to do is be with Sophie.
I worry that I'm a bad mother and wonder if I was really meant for this job.
I like hanging out with my husband's family better than I like hanging out with my own.
I'm having a really hard time dealing with all the weight I gained in pregnancy. I've always been thin (actually pretty skinny up until college) and I gained about 40 lbs during pregnancy. That was OK when I was pregnant because I was, well, pregnant and supposed to be big. But I lost very little of it after giving birth and now I'm 30 lbs heavier than before. I can't wear ANY of my clothes and even my maternity jeans are tight. That plus the stretch marks and I feel really, really unattractive right now. It's hard to just all of the sudden have a very different body than the one I've had my whole life. I feel like I instantly went from slim, sexy stylish young woman to fat, frumpy, sweatpants-wearing MOM. I know it's shallow and stupid, and honestly when I look at sst I know it was all worth it and I really am incredibly grateful for what I have, but nevertheless, despite trying to reason with myself, I'm having a tough time with it emotionally. I'm also really, really overwhelmed with everything - the baby, DH's business, my own business, not sleeping - and am feeling super-emotional most of the time anyway.??
Which brings me to confession number two - I think I'm spending so much time online, especially on the Nest, because I'm so overwhelmed and don't want to face all the things I have to do. It's terribly counterproductive because it just sucks up time I need to do things and makes me more stressed in the long run, yet I keep doing it. ?
I'm having a really, really rough time in my job search and extremely bored and frustrated with my temp work. I've ended several workdays in tears.
I am looking forward to Thanksgiving but dreading my job situation becoming a topic of conversation with my ILs, because I'm sure they'd trash me for being an unemployed layabout behind my back. And I'm ashamed that I haven't been more successful.
Now keep this to your nestie selves because I haven't told anyone else this!
MrstlcS--I felt that way many, many, many times in the first year. One, it's such a life change, and two, it's tough when there's not a lot of interaction or "reward" for everything you do for her. I swear it gets so much better and that you're completely, totally normal.
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My weight loss has really slowed, and I feel like a failure. ?But I feel out of control sometimes. ?I still eat less than 2000 calories every day (maybe 1600-1800) but I never work out. ?
I've even slipped into one of my old horrible habits, but just a few times. I've only gained back 1 pound, but it's freaking me out and I am really sad about it. ? I've been stuck in the same 10 pound range for like two months. It's horrible.
I'm just so crazy with my stupid work/school schedule right now, and I'm so tired, I don't want to work out.
I need to get back to it and stop making excuses/feeling sorry for myself. I'm over 30 pounds down, and I need to keep going!
My MIL is not a very good cook when it comes to American food. She cooks awesome, phenomenal Mexican food that I can only aspire to duplicate, but on holidays H's family insists on having the traditional American food. And MIL knows she isn't good at it--which I respect, because I really like when people own up to areas in which they don't excel. Except...
This has translated into us going to their house for Easter (with me cooking dinner), them coming to our house for Thanksgiving (with me cooking dinner) and us traveling to NM every other year for Christmas--where I have to cook dinner. At each holiday I basically cook alone, because no one else is confident enough in the kitchen to help (and H's family is pretty small). I love cooking for a crowd, and I love my ILs to death, but I do wish I had someone to help me, even just with the prep stuff...by the time we sit down to eat I'm usually so tired of looking at the food that I don't even want to eat it.
Sigh. Me too Bunny. We are in similiar spots.
I hardly worked out at all in Oct - doing much better in Nov but my eating is not where it should be. I am trying, I really am!
TTT, I soooo hear you with the baby weight. I was also always skinny and always in the gym. I gained a ton when I was on bed rest, but the bigger issue was that my abdominals still have not re-attached (long story), so even now after 8 mos, I still look 3 mos pregnant in my stomach. I've dieted and seen a special trainer but to no avail. Until the muscles re-attach this is just what it is.
And I have to say that I'm glad to hear you ladies' confessions. Not that I'm glad that you have things that are bothering you, but it's good to know that I'm not alone in my insecurities. It sometimes feels that way, even though I know everyone has them.