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on a brighter note. December 22, 2008

Filed under: pregnancy — onceinalifetimexx @ 7:40 pm

i know this is like wayyyyy ahead of time LOL. but i bought some children books! they were at the used bookstore in perfect condition so i couldn’t help it but to buy them because i remembered reading them when i was little.
i got 101 dalmatians, pinocchio, ugly duckling. LOL.

(and i didn’t tell my mom i got them because i knew she’d have something bad to say about it.)

 

grrrrrrrrrr December 22, 2008

Filed under: daily life — onceinalifetimexx @ 7:27 pm

i love my mom.
she just knows how to push those buttons.

seems like everything i have to say lately she snickers at. its kinda rude. she wants us to come down tomorrow (We are going to their house for christmas) and i said we are really busy putting finishing touches on the house before scott leaves and scott has some stuff to do onbase. told her we will be down wedsday. lets just say that she made me feel awful for not coming down tomorrow. ugh! scott and i want alone time and we need to get alot of stuff done. you’d think shed understand since she is an airforce wife also but nope. whatever i do i get a snort and snickered at.

i told her my hips hurt so bad, that i just feel so sore all the time. and i get “oh stop being such a baby”. GR! if i’m complaining because of pain that means its bad. i have fucking endo and i know what pain is.

yesterday she tried to talk me into just sending scott off to the airport alone. when i said i didn’t want to, and i’d want to see him off. she gave me such a hard time.

if theres something i want for the baby “oh thats ugly i hope you don’t plan on getting that” “thats alot of money, are you sure you guys would want to spend that much?” “why don’t you just buy used baby stuff” “a convertible crib ugh what a waste of money” “logan, i don’t like that name. you guys should pick something else” “you want to get a bassinet play pin? what waste of money”

this is what happens when my dad comes back from deployment, my mom becomes a pain in the ass instead of someone i can talk to. what ever i do, apparently, is ridiculous and below her.

all i hear is “blah blah blah i have nothing nice to say about anything”