I got a comment on Monday’s post stating that the reader thought I was being irresponsible in regard to going off my medication. She also stated that “The episode you had in the car while returning home from the trip was understandable but not everyone would have melted down quite so bad. It would have [...]
Filed under: complaining, happy pills
So, yeah. BlogHer. BlogfuckingHer. Can you tell I’m still bitter about not going? I’ve got this whole “poor me!” attitude going on which has been exacerbated by some very rough days and nights with Sam. I’ve decided to take a blog and twitter vacay for the rest of the week. I’m afraid that reading the [...]
Filed under: BlogHer '10, complaining
Last night while Maddie was at vacation bible school, I took Sam to the grocery store with me. It was an unmitigated disaster. There I was, trying to shop, and he just would. not. stop. I mean, it went on and on through the entire store. I finally had to stop in the pop aisle [...]
Filed under: Sam, complaining, where do I come up with this stuff?
Like millions of other stay-at-home moms, I can’t help but continually run the pros and cons in my head. If I went back to work, how much would I have to make in order to have a profit above and beyond paying for two kids in daycare? Would my kids benefit from being around other [...]
Filed under: complaining, sahm
Sam has entered the official “crying like a mofo” stage. For the first two and a half weeks of his life, he barely cried. He fussed and grumbled, but really only cried during sponge baths. Two days ago, that all changed. And not for the better. Now he cries when he’s hungry. And when he’s [...]
Filed under: complaining, family
Yesterday, I awoke with the energy and desire to clean my house. Not everything, but the things I hate to clean the most. I put some laundry in and did five loads throughout the day. Including our and Maddie’s sheets and remade the beds. I swept the kitchen and entry way and cleaned the baseboards. [...]
Filed under: complaining, knocked up
Look, I wanna post. Really, I do. But all I’ve got is bitching and moaning about being hugely, miserably pregnant. And let’s face it, no one wants to hear that. Especially after months of reading about how I just couldn’t wait to be pregnant again! (Who’s an idiot? Why, it’s me!) One week from today [...]
Filed under: complaining, knocked up
Well, it seems that life is, indeed, cyclical here at Chez Dressed Up. Apparently, I only grow the over-achieving babies who don’t feel like they need a full 37 weeks of gestation. Thank goodness this is our last kid. Here’s where things stand presently: I’m at risk for pre-term labor. I’m home on bed rest [...]
Filed under: complaining, knocked up, where do I come up with this stuff?
I’m pretty sure I’ve reached the limit of the amount of douchebaggery I can tolerate from my kid. Lately, EVERY damn THING is a battle of wills. I always win because I’m good at picking my battles and I never relent, but at what cost? Maddie and I seem to spend the majority of our [...]
Filed under: complaining, maddie
Since I’ve lost weight, my face has become noticeably older-looking. Without all the fat underneath to plump it up, I look sort of drawn and gaunt. Also, WRINKLED. GAH! Specifically, those pesky naso-labial folds (aka: laugh lines) are aging me. I keep telling myself to wear them with pride as I’ve obviously smiled A LOT [...]
Filed under: complaining, products, where do I come up with this stuff?
