You know what really grinds my gears?

June 8, 2010

A few things yesterday actually…

1. Maternity Clothes: Panel pants are the suck. They are hot. Now that it’s getting hotter out they are even hotter. This must be what ladies with hot flashes feel like. To add to this are maternity shirts. You can’t just buy x-lg shirts, you have to buy the stupid jacked up in price maternity shirts so that they are long enough to cover the damn panels. Annoying. Oh! and my t-shirts, some of them aren’t quite long enough to cover the panel yet as they have shrunk in the wash (I’m guessing) and the panel pants tend to slide down during the day. Awesome.

2. Labor Stories: Unless you are in a class or I ask you I don’t want to hear it. This is what grinds my gears…
Lady I’ve Never Met: Oh, how far along are you? When is your due date? Do you know what you’re having? Oh, well I had a boy in August and it was hot but he came a month early and I was in labor for 18 hours and nothing was happening so then they took it by c-section and I just couldn’t eat strawberries are you having that?

Um, no I’m not, and thanks for freaking me out. If I wanted to hear about your birthing experience I would have asked. We just met. That’s a bit much. I don’t even know your name. This is way more than strangers should be sharing.

3. Car seat safety class: I am annoyed they charged money for this. Seems like something that should be free. Like on a Saturday at the Wal-Mart or something. Anyway, we had to pay an extra $10 for our 2nd vehicle. WTF?! Anyway, I was TRYING to be responsible and bought 2 bases for the car seats. Turns out our newer cars are not so roomy or maybe we are just too tall. Who knows. However, we probably won’t even be using the bases. ARGH!!! Also, our kid will probably only last in the seat for about 6 months before we have to buy a new one because let’s face it, he’s going to weigh more than 22 pounds in a short amount of time. ARGH!!! Also, they had really nice car seats for the people who can’t afford them and here we are with the one we bought and I’m afraid it’s the wrong size all together. ARGH!!! To top it off the teacher was WAY to intense about getting the seat in TIGHT. We get it. Just show us how to hook it in. We’ll get it tight I promise. But no,  sweat is ROLLING down Santi’s face and she keeps screaming “tighter!!!” I felt like I was watching something, well almost pornographic.

Needless to say I was pretty worn out by these grinding gears at the end of our day. I went to bed pretty early only to be woken up at 3:30 a.m. by Ella because “oh yay” it stormed…again.

Hopefully today will fare better. We’ll see as we have our final breastfeeding class this evening….


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