( Whining. )

I am drowning. In a sea of First World Problems, but I am still drowning ( Read more... )

I just read this post and bawled my eyes out.

God, that sucked so freaking bad.

So.
Freaking.
Bad.

Today is 39w4d, which is the day I had Punk. I really thought it would have happened by now, what with all of that talk about how subsequent babies come later, and this guy always measured ahead. Aah well, joke's on me. By this time today with Punk, I was nearly in transition. Not so much today.

( Cut for dramatic whining. )

(I hanker for a hunk-a cheese ( Read more... )

I feel like all of my best laid plans are a total waste these days. I suppose it is enhanced by today's work experience.

I put our queen-size guest bed up on freecycle last week in an effort to get it out of our house. It was thatpatti's bed way back (thanks, Patti!) and it has served us well... we just need to ditch the guest room. So anyway, I had a ( Read more... )

A year ago tomorrow, a friend of mine went in for her scheduled induction and learned that her baby had died. She was alive the day before (a year ago today) at her OB appointment.

Happy first birthday, Isabelle.
We're all thinking of you.

I hate when I have to follow up on a consequence for my kid that hurts me. Punk is not allowed to go to see a friend's newborn baby tonight because she didn't nap today and was acting horridly. But that means I don't get to see the newborn baby, either.

SUCK.

I don't think the Montessori school is going to let us out of our contract for the school year. I am to write a formal letter asking to be released and then the Head of School will decide if she will "take it to committee" for a vote. Who knows how long that will take? It is already August 11th. I need to contact the other school to let them know ( Read more... )

I am such a pickle for preschool. How can this be? It's freaking PRESCHOOL. It should not be full of drama ( Read more... )