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To tooth? or not to tooth?

2008-05-05 / 5:45 p.m.

You know how when someone says something to you, that isn't meant to hurt your feelings, but it does and you try to let it go, but you can't? Well, that happened to me last week when I had dinner with a friend. It has been eating away at me all week and I have been telling myself that it is silly and to let it go, but I just can't. I was having dinner with my friend Gina. I love Gina, but am not always a big fan of her parenting and/or children. She was telling me about all her boys are doing. They are involved in every possible thing you can imagine. They are never home before 8:00 every night! The entire family is Way overextended and it is definately taking it's toll. The thing is, they wear it like a badge of honor, like see how involved we are, aren't we great parents? Instead of seeing it as a need to set some priorities and limits for their children (especially when they are starting to fall behind in school). I typically keep my opinion on the matter to myself, but it comes up a lot in our circle of friends and Dan and I have discussed many times how involved we want our children to be in extra-curricular activities. So as she is going on and on about juggling the many things they do, I simply say, "I don't know how you do it." To which she responds, "Oh, I know. Jeff was just saying the other day, 'Kim could never do what we do.'". Okay, here's where the hair on the back of my neck goes up a tiny bit. It's not that I COULDN'T do it, it's that I choose NOT to do that to my family; which is basically what I said in response. And why was I brought up as someone who couldn't live their life. I admit to being a home body and getting a bit frazzled when things get busy, but I'm not incapable. I know things work for some people and not for others, but it's not working for them - no matter how hard they try to sell it. I know I don't need to prove anything to them or myself, but I can't let it go.

Add to that the phone call from Martha this afternoon and I am a bit grouchy. She was doing so well for such a long time. Apparently, she is back on the quest for acquiring more doctors (aka more drugs) due to all her "pain". She's mad because my SIL won't give her more medication than what is prescribed and she is trying to get someone to buy her story and up her meds. I got the whole baby-talking, heavy guilt laying and martyrish talk about it all. I hate trying to be manipulated by her and I REFUSE to play into any of it. I don't ask questions because she's going to lie to me anyways, and I don't really want to give her a chance to try and work me over. So I get the crocodile tears and attempts at making me feel like a terrible daughter for not meeting her needs. It's really exhausting and pathetic. Of course it always occurs to me that it IS.NEVER.GOING.TO.CHANGE!

In happier news, I had lunch with Beth today. I think my kids stressed her out more than she already is, but it was nice to see her.

I'm playing with the idea of having my hair cut. Nothing too short, but maybe just a little different. I don't know. Everytime I cut my hair shorter, I wish it was longer. I'll have to keep thinking about it. I would love to go back to my old stylist, that I haven't been to since I was pregnant with Bg2, but don't think I can afford her.

I am having a terrible time thinking of Mother's Day presents for my mom and SIL. Plus, I need a bday present for my uncle. All three of them are hard people to buy for. I need to get a card in the mail for Dan's mom and my step-mom. That will be on my to do list for tomorrow. That and call the dentist to schedule an apt. for Bg1. We still havent' decided if we want to put in a false tooth or not. We did find out our insurance will cover it, much to our surprise, so that makes it a little easier. I just can't decide if it's worth it or not. Decisions, decisions.

K

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