Confessions

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:where's your confession?

I am the mom who wrote about wanting balance. What some of the PPs feared actually happened to us: our child was not born healthy. What was supposed to be the happiest moment of our lives turned out to be one of the most crushing moments of our lives.

because your child wasn't born healthy, it crushed you? How about happy the baby was alive? How about being appriciative that you could actually have a baby unlike some who have to spend thousands on IVF and other treatments only to still not be able to have a baby and have to go with a surrogate or adopt? Seriously. Everyone, be positive. Why all the negativity?!?!?!

Boy I guess you don't believe in karma. Not the PP but as someone with a healthy child who worries every day that something will go wrong, I can't imagine having this response.

To the PP whose child was born unhealthy - I am so sorry and wish you and your family future health and happiness.

[Anonymous]

BACK TO CONFESSIONS, LADIES.

I confess that when I'm away from the kids and DH has a hard time with them, I feel bad for him ... but I really *don't*, because I know that I'd rather it be him than me.

[Anonymous]

My husband is a binge drinker and alcoholic but I am not sure how i feel about him going 100% teetotaler because he has so little in his life that relaxes him. So bad, i know

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I am young (22), pregnant with my second child by 2 different men, not married (soon to be engaged I am suspecting!), work full time, live pretty much paycheck to paycheck, rent the upstairs of my grandmothers old house and have 3 bedrooms, 1 1/2 bath and a big beautiful yard (uncle lives downstairs-but never see or hear from him), have no college education (and won't until the newest baby gets a little older), send my DD to a great private daycare acadamy for working lower income families (you couldn't tell this school from a school you would pay 17k a year for),and yet am happier and MORE GRATEFUL than 98% of these sahm and 1.2 mil dollar home owning moms!! What is with you guys? You have children, be blessed. Who cares if you work or sah? You do what it takes to care for your kids and everyone has different means of doing that! Just be lucky and thankful!!! I love my life and no matter how much it may be frustrating or trying to work and juggle kids and bills and everything else I can't wait ot have more. It's about LOVE-not money or status. Maybe all of you are the ones that shouldn't have kid, as ungrateful as you are. YOU MAKE ME SICK!

I confess, you had me 'til that last part. Totally unnecessary.

[Anonymous]

i went to the corner store at the end of the block yesterday while my 2 yr old was napping and my 5 yr old was watching TV. It took about 5 minutes there and back but i feel guilty about it.

[Anonymous]

I wish that I had married the nice guy I was dating before I married my husband.

[Anonymous]

I confess: I just read this entire thread instead of doing work.

And that I'm feeling pretty good about myself

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Where do you live that you have to drive to the grocery store?

In DC there are lots of neighborhoods where you have to drive to the grocery store. Woodley Park, Forest Hills, most of Georgetown,

Sorry to hijack, but Woodley Park is a reasonable walk from two supermarkets in Adams Morgan and a very good grocery in Cleveland Park. True, Forest Hills might as well be Maryland, but the poster implied she had made some investment in being an urban mom, so I assumed she lived in walking DC. Georgetown seems like it ought to be decently covered between Foggy Bottom and whatever people call the part of Wisconsin Ave. with the Social Safeway and Whole Foods. As soon as you have to start crossing parking lots, it's not pleasantly walkable, but distance wise it can't be far. Although I don't know first hand, I expect there are smaller groceries for shorter fresh food runs.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Since I had my son a few years ago, I have mostly been a SAHM (minus a one year stint back to work) not because I love being home with my kid but more as an escape from being in a career I hate. I'd rather be working doing something I love but can't figure out what that is.

At the same time, I have a wonderful husband but some days I resent that he's not willing to work more hours in a higher paying job (he makes about $150K now) so that I don't have pressure to go back to a job I hate in order for us to be able to afford the life that we've become accustomed to on two incomes. He's very smart and has a high(er) earning potential than what he makes now, but he just doesn't want to do it. So, my life is a daily struggle between being a temporary SAHM but never really getting into it because I always have the need/pressure to go back to my dreaded career hanging over my head, though I find constant excuses as to why I can't apply for jobs I see or am very lame about following up on them. Meanwhile, we are watching our savings start to dwindle which makes me feel horrible as well. I feel very jealous of people I know whose husbands make tons of money while they stay home and play with their kids with no pressure to work and can still go on vacations, drive nice cars, etc. I also feel very envious of moms who don't have a lot of trouble going back to work after kids because they love their jobs. I so wish that was me.

DH is so wonderful I feel awful even writing that stuff because I know he'd be very hurt if he knew I felt resentment in this way (and more that I wished him to be a money-making machine for our family) but I realized one day recently that this is what I truly feel sometimes.

This struck me, because I confess that I hate my job and only stay in it, making about $170k a year, because I want to support my family in the style they have become accustomed. If I worked more hours -- like some others do at my work place -- I could make $350k. My wife (who works PT) would like me to make more but also complains that I am often not around and when I aam home I am often not in a pleasant mood. I don't think she cares that this job is killing me. I keep thinking that if she wanted the big money she should have gone to law school, gotten the law firm job, worked the hours to make partner and then continue to work at the firm, instead of expecting me to just bring it home. I wish I could be a SAHD. I think I am going to leave my job and let the chisp fall where they may.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Since I had my son a few years ago, I have mostly been a SAHM (minus a one year stint back to work) not because I love being home with my kid but more as an escape from being in a career I hate. I'd rather be working doing something I love but can't figure out what that is.

At the same time, I have a wonderful husband but some days I resent that he's not willing to work more hours in a higher paying job (he makes about $150K now) so that I don't have pressure to go back to a job I hate in order for us to be able to afford the life that we've become accustomed to on two incomes. He's very smart and has a high(er) earning potential than what he makes now, but he just doesn't want to do it. So, my life is a daily struggle between being a temporary SAHM but never really getting into it because I always have the need/pressure to go back to my dreaded career hanging over my head, though I find constant excuses as to why I can't apply for jobs I see or am very lame about following up on them. Meanwhile, we are watching our savings start to dwindle which makes me feel horrible as well. I feel very jealous of people I know whose husbands make tons of money while they stay home and play with their kids with no pressure to work and can still go on vacations, drive nice cars, etc. I also feel very envious of moms who don't have a lot of trouble going back to work after kids because they love their jobs. I so wish that was me.

DH is so wonderful I feel awful even writing that stuff because I know he'd be very hurt if he knew I felt resentment in this way (and more that I wished him to be a money-making machine for our family) but I realized one day recently that this is what I truly feel sometimes.

This struck me, because I confess that I hate my job and only stay in it, making about $170k a year, because I want to support my family in the style they have become accustomed. If I worked more hours -- like some others do at my work place -- I could make $350k. My wife (who works PT) would like me to make more but also complains that I am often not around and when I aam home I am often not in a pleasant mood. I don't think she cares that this job is killing me. I keep thinking that if she wanted the big money she should have gone to law school, gotten the law firm job, worked the hours to make partner and then continue to work at the firm, instead of expecting me to just bring it home. I wish I could be a SAHD. I think I am going to leave my job and let the chisp fall where they may.

Sorry for the typos, hit post instead of preview.

[Anonymous]

Sorry, pp, it sucks. I, too, am staying in a job for financial reasons but it's nothing like the burden you are bearing. I hope things get better.

But on a totally light note I was enjoying trying to picture chisp falling.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Sorry, pp, it sucks. I, too, am staying in a job for financial reasons but it's nothing like the burden you are bearing. I hope things get better.

But on a totally light note I was enjoying trying to picture chisp falling.

Thanks. Maybe I'll open a Fish and Chisp store.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Since I had my son a few years ago, I have mostly been a SAHM (minus a one year stint back to work) not because I love being home with my kid but more as an escape from being in a career I hate. I'd rather be working doing something I love but can't figure out what that is.

At the same time, I have a wonderful husband but some days I resent that he's not willing to work more hours in a higher paying job (he makes about $150K now) so that I don't have pressure to go back to a job I hate in order for us to be able to afford the life that we've become accustomed to on two incomes. He's very smart and has a high(er) earning potential than what he makes now, but he just doesn't want to do it. So, my life is a daily struggle between being a temporary SAHM but never really getting into it because I always have the need/pressure to go back to my dreaded career hanging over my head, though I find constant excuses as to why I can't apply for jobs I see or am very lame about following up on them. Meanwhile, we are watching our savings start to dwindle which makes me feel horrible as well. I feel very jealous of people I know whose husbands make tons of money while they stay home and play with their kids with no pressure to work and can still go on vacations, drive nice cars, etc. I also feel very envious of moms who don't have a lot of trouble going back to work after kids because they love their jobs. I so wish that was me.

DH is so wonderful I feel awful even writing that stuff because I know he'd be very hurt if he knew I felt resentment in this way (and more that I wished him to be a money-making machine for our family) but I realized one day recently that this is what I truly feel sometimes.

This struck me, because I confess that I hate my job and only stay in it, making about $170k a year, because I want to support my family in the style they have become accustomed. If I worked more hours -- like some others do at my work place -- I could make $350k. My wife (who works PT) would like me to make more but also complains that I am often not around and when I aam home I am often not in a pleasant mood. I don't think she cares that this job is killing me. I keep thinking that if she wanted the big money she should have gone to law school, gotten the law firm job, worked the hours to make partner and then continue to work at the firm, instead of expecting me to just bring it home. I wish I could be a SAHD. I think I am going to leave my job and let the chisp fall where they may.

What a loser.

[Anonymous]

My Confession:

I freaking hate breastfeeding. I hate hate hate it. why do I do it then?

-because it is cheap (I would say free but the pump and accessories were expensive), and I am a frugal person.
-because every formula I have tried to give my son he's allergic to, and that is money just going down the drain.
-because it is very convenient for me, in the sense that I am lazy and don't have to leave bed to do it (we co-sleep) nor do I have to remember to pack a bottle and stuff when we leave the house.

I hate it b/c:

-too damn many ppl are up in my business about it. I'm doing it, leave me alone. I don't need your input. I don't need you to tell me how great it is - yeah, I get it. Doesn't mean I have to like it!
-I kinda think it is gross - esp. when I see the pumped stuff in bottles
-My husband thinks it is icky also and it is **ruining** our sex life. for now, anyways.
-I had BIG boobs before this - wore minimizer bras and all. now I have GIGANTIC, fat boobs that can't be contained. Blech!
-It makes me hungry ALL the time. I am overweight. I figured my body would just pull some fat off itself, but no - constantly hungry. I wasn't hungry at all while pregnant.

As I am writing this I notice my son's shirt has a picture of a cow on it...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:
What a loser.

What a cunt!