On Saturday, I went with my mom to Valley Forge National Park. I got to meet some of the women from the philadelphia diaper free baby Yahoo group. It was absolutely awesome. I took both of the kids, and they had fun. I had fun!
At first, I will admit I was pretty nervous. I thought that this was going to be a group of women with everyone like, my baby is perfect, he was potty trained at 2 months, blah blah blah. But, I went and got over my nervousness, and got to hear some really realistic stories for women. No one's child is perfect, and that makes me happy. I mean I don't want anyone to have problems, but that at least makes me feel normal. I got to see a few potties, and I decided that I have to get a portable potty, a Potette. This little thing is so convenient, you can put it in the car, or it's great for the park. It was an awesome little thing.
I was talking to them about how Damian is fully potty trained, as long as he doesn't have pants on. And about different preferences for diapers, and baby carriers. Everything baby!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
EC part 2
So, last night, we went to Wine & Spirits, and bought some alcohol. So, after I put Donovan to bed, I got started with the drinking. The alcohol did me wonders, it gave me a way to express to Daryl how I feel, in a way that he would understand.
I told him that our house is like a pizza, it takes different pieces to make it whole. And that lately, I've felt like I've been putting more into the pizza than he has. So, the second that I said that, immediately he goes, OOOOOH, ok, now I understand. Then, I told him that our relationship is like the cup of soda that you get with the pizza, and that he's been trying to put in more there that I have. Looking back at what I said, that makes us look like some pretty fat people. Oh Well!!
In other news, I finally get to meet some other mothers that are trying elimination communication with their kids. I joined a group on Yahoo, of mothers in my area that do the same thing. They meet once a month, and I think that it's a great idea for me to join in. My mother is going to take me, and we're going to be in the park, which will be awesome!
Which reminds me that I was so excited yesterday, because Damian pooped in the potty yesterday, and that was so awesome. This was his first time. Normally, he will pee in the potty, but not poop. Not that anyone would want to know that.
I told him that our house is like a pizza, it takes different pieces to make it whole. And that lately, I've felt like I've been putting more into the pizza than he has. So, the second that I said that, immediately he goes, OOOOOH, ok, now I understand. Then, I told him that our relationship is like the cup of soda that you get with the pizza, and that he's been trying to put in more there that I have. Looking back at what I said, that makes us look like some pretty fat people. Oh Well!!
In other news, I finally get to meet some other mothers that are trying elimination communication with their kids. I joined a group on Yahoo, of mothers in my area that do the same thing. They meet once a month, and I think that it's a great idea for me to join in. My mother is going to take me, and we're going to be in the park, which will be awesome!
Which reminds me that I was so excited yesterday, because Damian pooped in the potty yesterday, and that was so awesome. This was his first time. Normally, he will pee in the potty, but not poop. Not that anyone would want to know that.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Can I be a single parent?
I wish that my life could be easy. That I could have the picture perfect life that I always see on TV. But, I guess that life isn't for me. Daryl is driving me insane. I try to help him out with the things that he wants, and what does he do, he bites me in the ass and tells me to screw myself. Not literally, but metaphorically.
Both kids are in daycare, and he still hasn't looked for a job. He doesn't even want to get up in the morning to take his son to daycare. I don't want to get on the bus with both kids if he's around. It doesn't seem fair to me. He wants me to take care of him, and give him everything that he wants, for nothing in return.
I tell him that he should clean the house, and keep it clean since he's home during the day. In return, he tells me that he wants me to show him more affection. Which it has been lacking lately, because I am just so frustrated with him that I feel no type of affection towards him whatsoever. So, I told him, OK. This worked for two days. Then, we went shopping, and bought him some clothes and a Nintendo DS for me, and Damian. We were out so late, and Damian started acting out, because he was hungry. But, his dad just yelled at him, and didn't even acknoeledge the fact that he was acting out because he was hungry. So, we came home that night, and I went to bed, so there was no cuddling. Then yesterday, I came home, and the house was messy, and he didn't even attempt to clean after I got home.
I don't think that I can even do anymore of the kissing and cuddling, definitely no s3x. I can't handle it emotionally opening myself up like that to someone who doesn't appreciate the things that I do for them. He's becoming too lazy for me. Won't even watch his own kids during the day, to save me some money.I don't think that I can take it anymore.
After I had Damian, I stayed home, and he worked. No, I didn't clean much. But, I took care of the baby, and didn't sit on my ass playing the video game all day long. I made sure to do things that were educational and enjoyable for him. I stayed home for 9 months, then I got a job, went back to school, and contributed to our household income.
He hasn't had a job since Damian turned 1. The boy is now 2 and a half, and he hasn't looked for work yet. Then today, I asked him to take some packages to the post office, clean the apartment, and pay the rent. He went shopping with his friend, "tried" to pay the rent, and didn't think about cleaning. I know that he won't clean, because his friend is that and they are playing the video game. I asked him to not have anyone in the house if it is messy. Does he care? NO!
Both kids are in daycare, and he still hasn't looked for a job. He doesn't even want to get up in the morning to take his son to daycare. I don't want to get on the bus with both kids if he's around. It doesn't seem fair to me. He wants me to take care of him, and give him everything that he wants, for nothing in return.
I tell him that he should clean the house, and keep it clean since he's home during the day. In return, he tells me that he wants me to show him more affection. Which it has been lacking lately, because I am just so frustrated with him that I feel no type of affection towards him whatsoever. So, I told him, OK. This worked for two days. Then, we went shopping, and bought him some clothes and a Nintendo DS for me, and Damian. We were out so late, and Damian started acting out, because he was hungry. But, his dad just yelled at him, and didn't even acknoeledge the fact that he was acting out because he was hungry. So, we came home that night, and I went to bed, so there was no cuddling. Then yesterday, I came home, and the house was messy, and he didn't even attempt to clean after I got home.
I don't think that I can even do anymore of the kissing and cuddling, definitely no s3x. I can't handle it emotionally opening myself up like that to someone who doesn't appreciate the things that I do for them. He's becoming too lazy for me. Won't even watch his own kids during the day, to save me some money.I don't think that I can take it anymore.
After I had Damian, I stayed home, and he worked. No, I didn't clean much. But, I took care of the baby, and didn't sit on my ass playing the video game all day long. I made sure to do things that were educational and enjoyable for him. I stayed home for 9 months, then I got a job, went back to school, and contributed to our household income.
He hasn't had a job since Damian turned 1. The boy is now 2 and a half, and he hasn't looked for work yet. Then today, I asked him to take some packages to the post office, clean the apartment, and pay the rent. He went shopping with his friend, "tried" to pay the rent, and didn't think about cleaning. I know that he won't clean, because his friend is that and they are playing the video game. I asked him to not have anyone in the house if it is messy. Does he care? NO!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
EC
So, I have been a pretty busy woman with everything. I have been trying to potty train Damian. No success. Working with Donovan, loads of success.
Yes, I did say Donovan. I was reading blogs, and I came across one with someone talking about Elimination Communication. I heard about it when I was pregnant, but it went into and out of my head in a second. So, this past 2 weeks, I have been sitting him on the potty when I think he needs to go. And he totally gets the point. So, most of the time when I sit him on the potty, he goes, or tries to go.
Yes, I did say Donovan. I was reading blogs, and I came across one with someone talking about Elimination Communication. I heard about it when I was pregnant, but it went into and out of my head in a second. So, this past 2 weeks, I have been sitting him on the potty when I think he needs to go. And he totally gets the point. So, most of the time when I sit him on the potty, he goes, or tries to go.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Summer
Today, when I looked outside, I realized that I wish I could quit my job. It's not that I dislike my job. I just miss having summer's off. I could go wherever I wanted, when I wanted, and it was nice. Absolutely awesomely nice.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
The beast that is my mother!
I posted this earlier on Yahoo! Answers!
When I was pregnant with my second child, I was living with my mother in law. My parents were having some trouble paying their bills, and wanted to get government assistance with their utilities. So, my mother asked me if she could say that my son and I live with her. So that her income would be for more people, making her eligible for more money.
During that time, I was looking for an apartment, to move out of my MIL's house. So, I told her that she couldn't use our information. She proceeded to call me selfish and self centered, and all of this other jazz. I stopped talking to her, because I didn't want the extra stress with my pregnancy. Two weeks later, her mother died, and we started talking again.
Three months after I had the baby, I got an apartment, and moved. She saw my place, loved it, and decided to move into an apartment in the same neighborhood. Right around the corner!
She has him tell me at 7:45 in the morning that she’s not going to give me a ride. That leaves me no time to get to work on time. Seeing as they already issued a warning my way about lateness, I called out.
I’m not upset about the fact that she decided not to take me to work. I’m upset about the fact that she treated me like so random person and couldn’t tell me herself the day before. I know that she knew that she wasn’t going to give me a ride. She wasn’t even going to call me that morning. Am I wrong to be mad?
Should I disassociate myself from my mother?
When I was pregnant with my second child, I was living with my mother in law. My parents were having some trouble paying their bills, and wanted to get government assistance with their utilities. So, my mother asked me if she could say that my son and I live with her. So that her income would be for more people, making her eligible for more money.
During that time, I was looking for an apartment, to move out of my MIL's house. So, I told her that she couldn't use our information. She proceeded to call me selfish and self centered, and all of this other jazz. I stopped talking to her, because I didn't want the extra stress with my pregnancy. Two weeks later, her mother died, and we started talking again.
Three months after I had the baby, I got an apartment, and moved. She saw my place, loved it, and decided to move into an apartment in the same neighborhood. Right around the corner!
Three months ago, the kids started going to daycare. I asked her, if she wouldn’t mind taking me and the kids up to the daycare every morning, and I would give her money for gas. It worked fine, for the first month. But, after that, she started making me late in the morning. I would call heart 7:45 to get me at 8, and she wouldn’t show until 8:15. This makes a huge difference, since I am catching the bus to work from the daycare. This past week, I started calling her earlier in the morning, and telling her that I had to leave earlier. So I was on time.
I just got paid on Friday, but I am running behind on my bills. So, I told her that I wouldn’t be able to give her money this week. I told her this on Saturday. She came over to my house on Sunday, with my brother to take the kids to the playground. I called her yesterday morning, to take me up to the daycare, and she doesn’t even answer the phone. She lets my dad, who almost never answers the phone pick it up.
I just got paid on Friday, but I am running behind on my bills. So, I told her that I wouldn’t be able to give her money this week. I told her this on Saturday. She came over to my house on Sunday, with my brother to take the kids to the playground. I called her yesterday morning, to take me up to the daycare, and she doesn’t even answer the phone. She lets my dad, who almost never answers the phone pick it up.
She has him tell me at 7:45 in the morning that she’s not going to give me a ride. That leaves me no time to get to work on time. Seeing as they already issued a warning my way about lateness, I called out.
I’m not upset about the fact that she decided not to take me to work. I’m upset about the fact that she treated me like so random person and couldn’t tell me herself the day before. I know that she knew that she wasn’t going to give me a ride. She wasn’t even going to call me that morning. Am I wrong to be mad?
Thursday, June 5, 2008
I hate the damn bank!!!!!!!
I am so scared right now, that I will be fired from work. Or, possibly written up. This past two weeks, I have been late to work, almost everyday. This is kinda fault of my own, and something that I am trying to fix. I get a ride from my mother every morning to my babies daycare, then I catch the train to work from there. Most mornings, I tell her that I want her to come to my house a 8:00, and I generally will call her at 7:55. She normally says "Ok, I'll be there in 5 minutes." Then show up at 8:15. Occasionally she shows up at 7:55, and complains about waiting, because I'm not ready. The thing is, with me taking the train in the morning, it is a very big difference between 8:00. and 8:15.
Then, one day last week, I call her at 7:55, and my dad answers the phone. He says, "She's in the bathroom, I'll tell her you called." She calls back about 10 minutes later like, "My IBS is acting up, I'll be there in 15 minutes." Since I wait for her in the morning, taking the bus isn't an option, because then I'll be really late. But, that day, she showed up 30 minutes later, and drove me to work, because she was going to the doctor that day. Of course we ran into traffic, and made me so late that I would have had a better chance just taking the bus. I just don't know what to do about it. And, when I tell her that I'm running late, she says, "Oh, well there's nothing you can do now."
So yesterday, same scenario, I call her at 8:04, thinking that if she has more time, she'll still show at the same time. But, she doesn't show up until 8:25. I still had to go to the store to buy some diapers, for my son to go to daycare. So, we go to the store, I grab the stuff in a hurry and go to the counter. The guy scans the stuff, I swipe my card, and the guy tells me "DENIED". I said WHAT?!?!?!, are you serious? So I go out to the car, borrow my mom's phone, and call the bank. Turns out that I had scheduled for them to send out my rent check for this month, way back in April, even though I thought that I had canceled it. So my account was overdrawn a whole bunch. So I go on the online chat with one on the bank people, and try to explain the situation. He tells me that I can't stop payment on the check, because it already posted to my account. Well, at least my rent was paid.
Today, I look at my account, and it is no longer overdrawn. So, I'm wondering where I got money. Turns out they returned the check, and charged me a fee. So, I had to pay them a fee, and when my landlord notices that the check bounced, I'll have another fee to pay.
At least I was on time to work today.
Then, one day last week, I call her at 7:55, and my dad answers the phone. He says, "She's in the bathroom, I'll tell her you called." She calls back about 10 minutes later like, "My IBS is acting up, I'll be there in 15 minutes." Since I wait for her in the morning, taking the bus isn't an option, because then I'll be really late. But, that day, she showed up 30 minutes later, and drove me to work, because she was going to the doctor that day. Of course we ran into traffic, and made me so late that I would have had a better chance just taking the bus. I just don't know what to do about it. And, when I tell her that I'm running late, she says, "Oh, well there's nothing you can do now."
So yesterday, same scenario, I call her at 8:04, thinking that if she has more time, she'll still show at the same time. But, she doesn't show up until 8:25. I still had to go to the store to buy some diapers, for my son to go to daycare. So, we go to the store, I grab the stuff in a hurry and go to the counter. The guy scans the stuff, I swipe my card, and the guy tells me "DENIED". I said WHAT?!?!?!, are you serious? So I go out to the car, borrow my mom's phone, and call the bank. Turns out that I had scheduled for them to send out my rent check for this month, way back in April, even though I thought that I had canceled it. So my account was overdrawn a whole bunch. So I go on the online chat with one on the bank people, and try to explain the situation. He tells me that I can't stop payment on the check, because it already posted to my account. Well, at least my rent was paid.
Today, I look at my account, and it is no longer overdrawn. So, I'm wondering where I got money. Turns out they returned the check, and charged me a fee. So, I had to pay them a fee, and when my landlord notices that the check bounced, I'll have another fee to pay.
At least I was on time to work today.
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