Huh, that title implies that there will be more. Maybe. Maybe not. I am sure there will be more because there is nothing I like to do more than bitch about stuff that is bothering me and today I have a lot on my mind.
Seriously (and definitely NUMBER 1), my son, the darling apple of my eye, has been up any time between 5:00am and 5:30am the past four (five?) days... OMG, stab me in the eye now with a million little needles because WHY?! WHY. I wish I knew why but I do not. Maybe he is struggling non verbally with the whole going back to work/day care thing after being home with us over the holidays but if you tell me that your little darlings have been sleeping till 8 or 9 or later every day, DON'T! I do not want to hear about it. I mean I am glad for you but for me, I am pregnant and tired and I want to sleep in on the weekends and at last as late as I can on the weekdays because well that is all I want at the moment, seriously.
Rant #2: Sleep. Ohhh, do you see a theme?! Yeahhhhhhhhh. SO I go to bed way to late. Like coffee, it is a hard habit to break. The flip side to Matthew getting up SO early is that he has been going to sleep earlier each night which is GREAT, right!? Nope. See even if he goes to bed early I suddenly find the energy to do 50 things like read a book in less than two days - Water for Elephants - SO good & an easy read. If you have not read it, read it now. I thought it was fabulous though I like a good novel/history combo think Devil in the White City! Or clean the grout in the shower or watch horrible TV. When I finally fall into bed between 11p-12a and I am not tired but I know I should sleep so I do for an hour or two. Than I am up... to pee. Or ponder the deep thoughts one can have at 2:00a. UGH. This likely should be the first rant because going to bed late makes me a crab in the morning when Matthew enters our room at 5:00a... poor me, I know.
Rant #3: Holy shit I'm pregnant. It is not like I am surprised by this or anything because it was planned and all. AND I know the deal - you get bigger and your old clothes stops fitting. But also I did not start to show until like month 5/6 - not month 3. I am not huge - do not get me wrong but I know I need to buy some clothes. I NEED to buy some clothes so you do not need to listen to me bitching about getting bigger faster this time around, right? All whiny like, I just don't want to buy anything - WHY can't it all magically appear in my closet?! I want to be dressed cute this pregnancy because last time I looked like shit 9 times out of 10 clothing wise. I know I need to just suck it up and buy what I need but I just have no desire to.
First, it is a little harder here in small town America when they got rid of the only commercial place to buy maternity clothes. My choices at the moment are tiny sections at Target & Kohl's. This is not a bad thing... I mean other than looking like every other pregnant woman in town. BUT I am short so I cannot buy most any pants from either of these locations because apparently short people do not need to buy discount maternity clothes. At least crappy Motherhood Maternity had short people sizes... I have ZERO desire to drive up to "the big city" to buy clothes so I will likely just buy online and hope that the stuff I choose does not look totally lame and fits... POOR ME. WAIL. Also, I will have to buy for three different seasons. I am BRILLIANT.
Did I mention I left work on Friday afternoon NOT really all that pregnant and today I am??? Ouch. Maybe it was all of the cookies and chips I ate this weekend and also the lack of exercise which I promised myself I would actually do this weekend. Oops.
Rant #4: Not really a personal rant but WTF is up with Britney Spears? And why am I even commenting on this? Because it bugs me. It bugs me how much coverage she gets. It bugs me that her kids are being dragged through this and setting them up (hopefully not) for a life of issues and troubles. It bugs me that the paparazzi follow stars around like this (yet I still watch like some obsessed voyeur...) and finally it bugs me that this girl who clearly has issues whether they are mental or not is being hounded by people who do not really care for her and jeepers where in the world is her family, her bloody mother?! Yikes, I think I am hormonal.
Rant #5: Why do people look sideways at my kid in restaurants? I mean seriously. He is so well behaved - for real. He sits quietly and colors and chats with us and yeah some times he stares or turns around to see the people behind or next to him and okay he did lick the maple syrup off his plate a couple of times (and we told him not too) but still. He is not even 3 and man he acts better in public than some adults I have seen. AND really it is was Cracker Barrel first thing in the morning on Saturday. I can see if it was some fancy dining establishment but whatever... I was annoyed deep inside about the looks some of the people gave us. Like 'oh boy do we HAVE to sit next to THEM?' Dammit yes and do not look at him if you do not like it (of course she looked over the times he was licking the plate...) Grrrrr...
I feel better. You may not but I feel better. I know these rants are minor issues in the big scheme of things but some times you just need to let it rip. Bitch away today - I declare it official bitch about what is bothering you day. And darn it, it feels good!