Dear Lord give me strength to not kill all the people I can't stand
I try not to judge as a rule of my own. And I try to understand where people are coming from. But I can't take this much longer, Steve's mother is in town. And she just kicked me out of my own house!
I went out there to see the twins this morning, and I noticed that Ayla-Bean had a really bad rash all over her body. I asked Emily (Steve's mother) about it, and she said she hadn't noticed. I could tell it had been there for a while. But I knew mum was stopping by on her way to victoria b/c she had to change cars, so I mentioned it to her. And she got scared which in turn freaked me right out, it's my baby we're talkign about here. So mum asked me to take Bean to the clinic so I did, and all Emily coudl do was stress about the fact that I couldn't take her other grandson (who hates me by the way) into Duncan to see a five minute parade.
I can understand her want to get him out of the house, but I never said I would take him, she never even asked me if I would, she just presummed because I live in town and I happen to have the day off today that I'll devote all my time to a 10 year old punk that likes to call me a bitch as a passtime. I don't think so. My priority today was Ayla, so I took her to the dr.s office and it's as my mum and I thought, she's allergic to penicillin and emoxicillin, same as Don Don and I. So I went and got her percription filled and I bought some stuff for her rash, it's aveeno or something it's like oatmeal to soothe the skin of irratents.
After I picked everythign up I called mum, and she asked me to be sure that I was the one to give Ayla her meds and look after them until she came back from Hornby on monday. I said I would. As soon as I got back to the house, Emily is on my back abotu the meds and the bath stuff. Granted I may have been a little short with her, I'm PMSing and I couldn't find my keys anywhere, I was worried about Ayla and it pissed me off that she didn't seem to care.
She was feeding them in the kitchen then decided to put them to bed, so I went to help, I was upstairs changing Ayla and she pushes me aside and tells me she can finish it, I apoligize and tell her I was just trying to help. And that's it, she went cracker snap on me. She jumps up and says "what don't you think I can't do this, exactly how much experience do you think I have?" I didn't know what to say, I was just trying to help, I know how hard and trying it can be looking after both of them all day. Then she starts blaiming me for all this other stuff, like issues shes having with Steve, saying I'm the cause of them. And that last time she was out, she says I ran to my mum like a little girl and whined about how the boys were acting, and I apparently caused a big rift. Like I'm sorry I don't tolerate being called a bitch by 10, 7 and 5 yr old boys. So before I snapped on them, I told mum I coudln't keep my mouth shut much longer and left. Avoiding the whole scene altogether.
She's so good at getting under my skin, telling me I don't know what Im doing, and telling me I don't really care about the twins, I'm just sucking up to my mum. She has no right, none... I"m trying to be strong, I'm trying not to cut, I'm trying not to smoke, I'mi trying not to drink... I'm even trying not to yell at the top of my lungs... But it's more than outrageously difficult. And I still have to try and explain this to my mother without coming across as a little bitch. She asked me to stay out there, and to watch them for her, but with Emily being as she is, I can't in my right mind stay... I would say things that would be irreversable. and I can't do that to my mother. Emily may be nuts, but if it wasn't for her, we wouldn't even have the twins. So I can't hate, I can although, greatly dislike her.
I need to go, shower, get dressed, get some food, and head to NCG. I'll be home around 11, then I work at 6 am tomorrow... JOY!!! oi..
remind me later to write about MIles' party last night, and the great people I met.
ciao
-H
I went out there to see the twins this morning, and I noticed that Ayla-Bean had a really bad rash all over her body. I asked Emily (Steve's mother) about it, and she said she hadn't noticed. I could tell it had been there for a while. But I knew mum was stopping by on her way to victoria b/c she had to change cars, so I mentioned it to her. And she got scared which in turn freaked me right out, it's my baby we're talkign about here. So mum asked me to take Bean to the clinic so I did, and all Emily coudl do was stress about the fact that I couldn't take her other grandson (who hates me by the way) into Duncan to see a five minute parade.
I can understand her want to get him out of the house, but I never said I would take him, she never even asked me if I would, she just presummed because I live in town and I happen to have the day off today that I'll devote all my time to a 10 year old punk that likes to call me a bitch as a passtime. I don't think so. My priority today was Ayla, so I took her to the dr.s office and it's as my mum and I thought, she's allergic to penicillin and emoxicillin, same as Don Don and I. So I went and got her percription filled and I bought some stuff for her rash, it's aveeno or something it's like oatmeal to soothe the skin of irratents.
After I picked everythign up I called mum, and she asked me to be sure that I was the one to give Ayla her meds and look after them until she came back from Hornby on monday. I said I would. As soon as I got back to the house, Emily is on my back abotu the meds and the bath stuff. Granted I may have been a little short with her, I'm PMSing and I couldn't find my keys anywhere, I was worried about Ayla and it pissed me off that she didn't seem to care.
She was feeding them in the kitchen then decided to put them to bed, so I went to help, I was upstairs changing Ayla and she pushes me aside and tells me she can finish it, I apoligize and tell her I was just trying to help. And that's it, she went cracker snap on me. She jumps up and says "what don't you think I can't do this, exactly how much experience do you think I have?" I didn't know what to say, I was just trying to help, I know how hard and trying it can be looking after both of them all day. Then she starts blaiming me for all this other stuff, like issues shes having with Steve, saying I'm the cause of them. And that last time she was out, she says I ran to my mum like a little girl and whined about how the boys were acting, and I apparently caused a big rift. Like I'm sorry I don't tolerate being called a bitch by 10, 7 and 5 yr old boys. So before I snapped on them, I told mum I coudln't keep my mouth shut much longer and left. Avoiding the whole scene altogether.
She's so good at getting under my skin, telling me I don't know what Im doing, and telling me I don't really care about the twins, I'm just sucking up to my mum. She has no right, none... I"m trying to be strong, I'm trying not to cut, I'm trying not to smoke, I'mi trying not to drink... I'm even trying not to yell at the top of my lungs... But it's more than outrageously difficult. And I still have to try and explain this to my mother without coming across as a little bitch. She asked me to stay out there, and to watch them for her, but with Emily being as she is, I can't in my right mind stay... I would say things that would be irreversable. and I can't do that to my mother. Emily may be nuts, but if it wasn't for her, we wouldn't even have the twins. So I can't hate, I can although, greatly dislike her.
I need to go, shower, get dressed, get some food, and head to NCG. I'll be home around 11, then I work at 6 am tomorrow... JOY!!! oi..
remind me later to write about MIles' party last night, and the great people I met.
ciao
-H