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Wednesday Vents/Confessions
Re: Wednesday Vents/Confessions
Vent: I hate all the hours I've been putting in at work. While it's good, I still hate it.
Confession: although still busting my rear and working a lot of hours, i'm mentally checked out of work.
I'll start! I'm in a bad mood this morning and I feel so petty about it but whatever.
H has decided he's running the Baltimore marathon this fall and is trying to get in "marathon-training" shape before he actually starts training in may (yay for the man who decides to start training for a marathon the week his first child is born I guess? LOL.) So this is fine and I'm glad he's back into running because he feels much better about himself when he runs.
But he is driving me up the wall. He will only run at night - so he gets home from work around 6, goes for a run, which takes anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour, if not longer, and then he has to map his run, which takes him another 10 or 15 minutes for some reason, and then he cools off, stretches - another 10 or 15 minutes - all that good stuff, and then showers - another 15 minutes. Then he might want to log his calories for the day to see how much he "can" eat for dinner. Then he's ready for dinner. So we might not eat until 8 or 830 some nights. This wouldn't be an issue except that I'm hungry at like 5 so I end up snacking my way through the night until 8. It also means that if I want to eat at 8 or 830, I have to do the cooking (we usually split it, roughly 60/40 with me doing more but it still works out) or else we dont' eat until however long it takes him to cook dinner after all the above happens. I don't mind cooking, but I don't like coming home, milling about for 3 hours and then starting dinner.
So he has said that I can just eat without him, but I don't like eating alone 4 nights a week because my husband is out for a run. It also kind of depresses me to cook for myself and then to eat by myself. Once in a while I really enjoy it and it's fine, but not as the default.
This is also an issue because I'm anticipating what his schedule will be when the baby comes. After maternity leave if this schedule of his continues, it will basically just be me with the baby and two dogs every night until 8. (oh right, because right now I am walking two large dogs every night by myself, which is still okay but I can feel my balance shifting and I have trouble bending down to clean up after them, so its easier if I just walk one and he walks one and we go out together.)
so the combination of being preemptively mad about what it will be like when the baby is here (which is completely unfair, I admit), being the one in charge of the dogs every night despite telling him I'm starting to have difficulties with it, and then the whole dinner thing etc is just making me really annoyed.
tonight he's stopping on the way home to run some trails which will take him over an hour so again, I either eat alone or not until 8 or 830.
I've asked him if he thinks he could start running in the morning (which would eliminate this whole issue) but he says "he's not a morning runner" which means he'd rather sleep in until 645 or 7, wake up, have coffee, watch Sports Center for an hour, and then get ready for work.
FINALLY - it also annoys me for purely selfish reasons, b/c even though I'm not running now, when I was running before, if I wanted to go after work I'd wait for him to come home (so that we didn't have to recrate Jackson after he was crated all day) and then there was always a power struggle over who got to run first. I can run in the mornings and don't mind it usually but in general our schedule works so that I go to work as early as I can (I was at work at 645 this morning) so that I can be home earlier so the dogs are alone as little time as possible (so I'll be home by 345 today so they'll only be alone from 830 to 345.) I'm not entirely sure I feel compelled to wake up even earlier to run so that I can still get to work early when he makes zero effort to do so (to run in the AMs). and it's just kind of a given on his end that his running takes precedence over mine.
So I'm also kind of preemptively mad about when I'll be able to run/get back in shape post-baby and I'm kind of mad retroactively about how the running worked out in the past.
It bothers me because I am glad he is running, I really am, and trying to be more healthy etc, but I wish he would make some attempt to have running fit in with our lifestyle, rather than change our normal routine completely to accomodate his running. I saw my mom have this same battle with my father for 39 years (bc yeah it's still ongoing) and I'm just not in the mood for that. I get that there has to be some give and take on both ends (like if he ran after work once or twice a week I'd be okay with that) but it doesn't seem to be working out that way.
Sorry that was long. LOL.
Sorry I have more. Also pertaining to DH.
He left his stinky running shoes in the bathroom last night, on the towel warmer so they'd dry off. He took the towel off. We close the bathroom door at night so the dogs (okay so Jackson) cant get into the trash. So when I went in this morning, the bathroom stunk like dirty smelly sweaty shoes. Ew.
And for two totally first world problems - I didn't have a warm towel (bc it wasn't on the warmer) and he uses my clarisonic and never charges it, so it was dead this morning so I couldnt use it. I was so stinkin' mad.
So I made sure there were no warm towels for him and I did not recharge the clarisonic (I'll charge it tonight when I get home) so he didn't have warm towels either and he couldn't use the clarisonic.
Like in my other post, I feel so petty but at 6 am, that's how I roll.
Confession: I cried for a moment when my husband left for his business trip this morning.
I know, it's stupid. I'm lucky in that the company is flying me up over the weekend, so I'll get to see him on Friday evening and spend through Sunday late afternoon with him. But he hasn't gone on a trip without me since before our daughter was born. He'll be gone a week to a week and a half - we're not even sure at this point.
I know that we'll be fine. But I like my husband and I'll miss him.
Aw, I don't blame you for being a little upset. I miss MH too when he's gone for longer than a night or two (one night alone with the TV = fun. more than that and I get lonely.)
That's awesome though that they are flying you up! Is your DD going too or just you?
Vent: I feel like crap. I have zero energy and feel like I'm on the edge of loosing my cookies for about 75% of the day. My PG with J was sooooo easy, I never felt anything but tired. I was also working 6am to 2pm during my first trimester and I would get home and could nap for an hour or two because I was home so early and I didn't have another child to care for. Someone had leftover chinese food on the metro today and I sat there on the brink of vomiting for about 20 minutes. The first 8 weeks of this PG has been so different, and not in a good way.
I'm also annoyed with DH because he claims he has to work late like every other night, but there are no deadlines he "just has a lot to do." I've asked him if for the next few weeks he could try to be home to make dinner because the thought of cooking and eating is so unappealing and I'm just plain exhausted, but I feel like he isn't making the effort because he just doesn't get it. I told him last night I hoped that he got sympathy m/s.
I hate rainy, cold weather. It makes me cranky.
Also, my job is lame and I don't care about it at all. Granted, it's an unskilled, part time job that I picked up to kill time while I waited for licensure, but still. It's lame. Now it's just a way to kill time until I hear back from the places I applied.
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My vent:
I am exhausted. I can't deal with Luke's health issues anymore. I feel helpless. I can't get one medicine in him right now, and the other one that goes through the nebulizer doesnt work right.
My husband is always gone, constantly traveling so I am pretty much on my own.
I clean, I cook, I work, I take the kids to and from school/bus, I take Luke to the doctor several times a week, I go to the pharmacy I don't know how often, I try to remember all the medicines that I have to give and when, I help with homework, I do bedtime, I act as mom and dad most of the time when I am on my own, I grocery shop ... the list goes on.
I am so frikkin' tired of it, I want to cry but feel like I don't even have time for that.
Confession: I have only gone to the gym twice in two weeks. Meghann, don't be mad at me!! I took on too much volunteer work for the Children's Theatre and have spent the past week sewing lobster claws for an upcoming shows. BAH.
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I can't even begin to imagine how overwhelming Luke's health issues have been. Is there anyone who can help you? Anyone you can talk to regularly or support groups that you can go to (when your DH is home and you can get away for a bit)? You're not alone ((hugs))
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I get preemptively mad at DH sometimes and I know it's not fair and half the time what I am anticipating being mad about doesn't actually come to fruition so it's just annoying all around.
This is a general (and old and ongoing) one, but I hate that DH has so many health issues. It adds a lot of stress in our lives.
While I am very proud of DH for being in school for his Masters, I *can't wait* until he graduates this Spring. I'm tired of being told at the last minute, oh I have to work on school work all weekend.
BFP#1: 01/10, M/C 6w -- BFP#2: 06/10, M/C 5w -- BFP#3: 09/10, DS born June 1, 2011
BFP#4: 07/12, M/C 5w3d -- BFP#5: 12/12, EDD 08/18/13
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Vent: Not one family member bothered to call to wish Aiden a happy birthday.
Confession: I was secretly happy when Claire came down with pink eye, because it meant a rare 1-1 day home with her.
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I do this too, and I feel like such a dork for it. I have to have something to keep me busy for a couple of hours after he leaves so I don't think about it, haha.
That's so rough. I can't imagine going through all that, and having other kids and DH not being there for it all. Is there anyone that can help you? Can DH ask for leave from traveling for a while?
I would just like to say that I love everything about these vents
They sound like the kinds of (admittedly rediculous) petty things that H and I tend to argue about.
I have a senior nursing student doing her practicum with me at work for the next few months, and I sort of regret saying yes. That makes me feel bad, because we all need to learn and it wasn't that long ago that I was in her shoes! But it's so exhausting having someone at your side for 12 hours and having to explain EVERYTHING you do, not to mention that things take so much longer to do.
Silly confession: I am addicted to Swedish Fish. Seriously, I think I need an intervention. I bought a HUGE bag at Target over the weekend and I had to have DH hide them last night so I wouldn't finish it today/tomorrow while I'm off
This is me, exactly (minus the sprained ankle), and I only have 1 kid!! I seriously need to get it together.
And I thought of another one related to the above. I am between jeans sizes and it's really annoying. One size is too big so I'm constantly hiking them up and the next smaller size is so tight I'm afraid to wear them.
BFP#1: 01/10, M/C 6w -- BFP#2: 06/10, M/C 5w -- BFP#3: 09/10, DS born June 1, 2011
BFP#4: 07/12, M/C 5w3d -- BFP#5: 12/12, EDD 08/18/13
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LOL, I'm in a mood!
My issue is that I am horrible at discussing these things with him. I either rant at him when I'm mad (and he dismisses me as just being irrational) or I bring them up calmly later but because I am calm about it I try to play it off because I feel pettier about it, so he doesnt realize how much these things bug me.
here's one more:
I HATE HIS MADDEN PLAYING. I really hated it in the beginning (years ago), then I got over it and got used to it, and now I'm back to hating it again. It's not like I'll sit there and watch him - I'll read, or crochet, or do laundry, or cook, or whatever. But for some reason it drives me nuts.
Maybe the hormones are just kicking in. Or I need a nap.
oh that's another one!!! LOL. Poor H. Our lab Jackson sleeps with us at night. I was fine with it for the past year (he's a small lab and curls up all tight in a ball between us and its really cute, until 2 am when he stretches out full length) and now that I'm more uncomfortable at night, I think I'd sleep better if he was off the bed. I also want him off the bed by the time baby comes (we want to get a co-sleeper that attaches to the bed and I just think we'll sleep better post-baby without him on the bed, when we do sleep ha) so I want to start it now, so he doesn't automatically associate "no bed" with "this little thing that screams and cries." I also want a new duvet and new sheets.
Every time I mention to H that we might consider enforcing the no bed thing he looks at me like I've mentioned putting the dogs down, with a face full of horror and he runs to Jackson and covers his ears and says "no buddy!! you sleep with us!"
So that's a failure before it starts (we have two dog beds in the bedroom. Including one stuffed with an egg crate for "maximum comfort." And then SoBoh sleeps on our extra pillows. It's not like I'm confining him to the garage or something. Just the dog bed right next to the bed.)
I think H and I have a lot of "getting on the same page" to do.......
okay fine fine fine one more. This is a confession more than a vent.
For my birthday my mom got me a newborn photo shoot with my wedding photographer, which I am very excited about. Included is a maternity photo shoot. I don't want maternity photos. They are something I just have zero interest in personally. I'm trying to figure out if I can get an extra baby session (at 3 or 6 months) instead of the maternity photos, or if the maternity photos are a take it or leave it deal (the photographer is including them for free.)
I cried too- and then when one of the kids I have been working with for three years dropped out today. And after an IEP team where I feel like we can't help a kid but there is no other place to put her because there is the giant blackhole of education that sucks about half of my students into because really they struggle with basic math and reading but they have to do Algerbra, Geometry and read to Kill a Mockingbird.
My department chair is getting ready to call psych services on me.
Yeah, tonight will be a novelty. I already enjoyed sleeping smack-dab in the middle of the bed when he got up and left at 4am. But tomorrow's going to be lonely. Next week is likely going to be the hardest part, especially if he ends up there until late Friday night. This week's going to be a breeze compared to that.
It's just me flying up this weekend. The offer wasn't extended to her, and she actually doesn't have a passport, so I wouldn't be able to take her anyway. She's going to spend Friday night with my sister and Saturday night with my Mom, and she's over-the-moon excited about both. I am SO grateful to them for being willing to juggle her so that I can take advantage of the offer!
I felt like a total dumbass while it was happening. Thankfully he left so damn early that I was able to occupy myself with some sleep for awhile. And then my day started normally. He's usually gone before I get Mia moving and off to school, and I ran errands all morning. Tonight will be a little rough - he's always here for bedtime with Mia.
Ugh, my pregnancy has sent me into a total spiral, too. My hair looks like shiznit, I've worn makeup once in the past 12 weeks, I live in yoga pants and a camisole top, my house is a mess, and I'm very flabby flubby. Exercise has fallen by the wayside thanks to being so sick and exhausted. Oh, and I don't cook anymore.
I cannot WAIT to get some energy back. I miss feeling like a productive human being. I suspect I'll be back here in September when #2 comes, but I feel like it's excusable in that instance - I feel like a total lazyassslob right now.
We need our compound.
My ( rather petty) vent: I keep plastic spoons, knives and forks in my desk drawer. My coworker has been coming to me every day for the past week and asking for a spoon. I generally have an excess of spoons available since I don't use them as much as I do knives and forks but that's not the point. Go to the dollar store and buy a bag of freaking spoons! Or...better yet, save one of the 8 you have taken from me instead of throwing it out.
Confessions: I don't think I am going to get along well with the new person on my team. He's significantly older and I feel like his his mind that that means he is better. I may only be 30 but I have 12 years of experience doing my job and a degree in my field. He already has made some comments that have really rubbed me the wrong way and it's to the point that if he keeps it up, I'm going to my boss.
I've been meaning to get this off my chest
I've been on my alumni board for 8 years...This is my year to come off as my term is up, unless I got "promoted" to a higher position. 2 people approached me saying they heard my name got mentioned for Vice President. I was astonished at first but started to get really excited at the possibility (i.e. got my hopes up)...VP leads to President which leads to a seat on the Board of Trustees. Awesome thing to achieve and I've been really dedicated.
So I get "the call" and they offer me the chance to stay on more year as a chair person (I've been chair for 2 years) as they found some loop hole to make that okay according to the by laws. Some guy I haven't even heard of is going to be VP for the next two year term. I'll be chair one more year then I'm out.
I accepted because I was so shocked, I didn't know what to say.
I'm mad because I think they tend to put people in high ranking and presitigous occupations into these leadership roles and that will never be me, I work in mental healthcare. This guy has done basically squat and get's the role of VP. So it's definitely not service to the college.