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That's how I feel about normal sleep. It's like, I lose control, and then I wake up feeling exposed and like something bad happened.

Err, right. Not the right thread for my sleep disorders. ^^

I can tolerate normal sleep, but that's only because I know everyone else is going to sleep as well, so little can happen to me. That, of course, means staying up as late as my parents. So, on weekdays, I go to sleep at about 11 at night and get up at 7.

Though, when I was younger, if I got up late at night for something, I would never go back to sleep because I was worried some criminal would break in and kill us all in our sleep. I'd make sure to position myself to draw and protect my neck. I was a messed up little kid. Still am...

I had a nightmare when I was four that a guy came into my room and chopped my legs off. Forever after that I slept curled up in a ball, because I thought it might protect me.

Mania wrote:Taking a sleeping pill so I can get more than 2 hours of sleep (for the second day in a row) and then being logy for the next 18 hours.

Logy may have been an understatement. I went back to bed and just now woke up, leaving me with a solid total of 16 hours of sleep for the day. And I'm still so tired I'll probably go back to bed in a few hours.

What grinds my gears is the fact that yesterday I ate the last piece of bologna on a sandwich, and thought I'd have a sandwich tonight so I go in and get a piece of bologna make a sandwich eat 3-4 bites and then I think to myself..... I ate that last piece yesterday.... Where did this phantom piece of bologna come from? So I put the sandwich down and didn't eat the rest and now we play the waiting game ._.

O.o lol its...MYSTERY MEAT!

so, I thought things couldnt get worse...I was looking forward to the BF going back to work, but last night he went and fell flat on his ass and pulled his back, now he's off work for atleast 2days...already the first day has been "can you do this/get me that...help" which isnt so bad...its the "whats Mikayla doing? what does she have in her mouth? are you watching her? how can you watch her if your on your computer?....etc" Does he realise that everyday he goes to work and everyday he comes home to a happy healthy baby? Obviously I am doing something right...sheesh!

Makoes wrote: so, I thought things couldnt get worse...I was looking forward to the BF going back to work, but last night he went and fell flat on his ass and pulled his back, now he's off work for atleast 2days...already the first day has been "can you do this/get me that...help" which isnt so bad...its the "whats Mikayla doing? what does she have in her mouth? are you watching her? how can you watch her if your on your computer?....etc" Does he realise that everyday he goes to work and everyday he comes home to a happy healthy baby? Obviously I am doing something right...sheesh!

Aww, hang in there.

I guess dads that aren't as involved with the day-to-day care of the baby can be paranoid like that. With our first, both my husband and I were obsessively nervous about everything he did (I mean I ran in to look on his sleep every fifteen minutes, since I was convinced he'd stop breathing or something), but it got better as he got older. Now, with our second, we're far more relaxed and don't freak out over every little thing. However, I do remember that my husband was far more worried about all sorts of little stuff, especially when it came to hygiene (I believe a little dirt is good for kids, since allergies are thought to be linked to the excessive, obsessive cleanliness freak thing we have in our society now), but I guess he was smart enough not to hassle me about it at the time.

Personally, I think you'd do well to sit him down and tell him in no uncertain terms how exhausting it can be taking care of a child alone. Many, many people (not just men), think that being a stay-at-home mom is a nice, easy little jaunt and a good way to stay out of "real" work. I confess that I often wake up at 06.30 or 07.00 in the morning and wish I could have an hour or so more of sleep, and then calmly dress, have breakfast and make my leisurely way to a normal job, like I used to before my kids. Spend time with other adults, feel like I'm more than just someone's wife or mother and then come home to a nice, cleaned home and dinner on the table. I think your partner probably doesn't truly understand how hard it can sometimes be, despite the rewards of bringing up your child yourself. I know my husband didn't until I gave him a long, emotional talking-to, when he once dared to mention something about me not "doing anything".

So, semi-rant of my own over. Hang in there, Makoes, and I hope it gets better!

Makoes, forgive me for sounding insensitive (I do care), but nothing much is going to change by telling us about these issues; wouldn't tomorrow be an opportune time to tell your boyfriend about these issues? Then, once he's recovered enough, you can follow through with Loethlin's advice.
And it would seem that Mozag beat me to the punch. I guess I'll post anyways, to reaffirm her advice.

Moore, it would appear you are becoming a mage. What will you learn next; conjuring water, or shooting fireballs?

This is a rant thread, remember. But I agree that (calm, reasoned) discussion in the real world can be way more effective if it's a situation you can change.

Right now, *I* grind my gears. I feel like I did nothing today except sleep. I had big plans for work I was going to get done - not just today, but yesterday too! ... and the day before, and it seems like the day before that. And yet I can't point to one bloody accomplishment. And even though I slept 16 hours today, I am exhausted. (And yet I didn't even manage to go to bed early so I could be rested for tomorrow. Instead I moped around the house doing nothing.)

Yes, I am aware of the purpose of this thread; I was just pointing out that she should turn to fixing the source of her ranting, since he is currently trapped.

Mania, nothing works quite as well as some exercise for shaking off that grogginess after waking up. Nothing intensive; just need to elevate your pulse a little, get your blood flowing, especially to your brain.
That said, you really are starting to worry me.

*blink* Don't worry about me, Cialbi.

Cialbi wrote:Yes, I am aware of the purpose of this thread; I was just pointing out that she should turn to fixing the source of her ranting, since he is currently trapped.

Mania, nothing works quite as well as some exercise for shaking off that grogginess after waking up. Nothing intensive; just need to elevate your pulse a little, get your blood flowing, especially to your brain.
That said, you really are starting to worry me.

Sometimes by ranting here you can in a sense be venting off steam or frustration. This can help take some of the pressure off as sometimes we just need to let off some steam.

Smoking.
Sorry, I know a lot of people smoke. Don't kill me.
But when my dad sneaks outside to smoke, like that'll keep us safe from second-hand smoke, it ticks me off.
I stole his lighter while he wasn't looking and I'm forcing him to stay outside for two hours until he stops breathing smoke.

That's just mean. It's harder to stop smoking than to just freeze for two hours, trust me.

I know it's hard to stop smoking. I haven't tried smoking, nor have I tried stopping. I don't know how hard, but I know it's bad.
However, he has kids, and he's promised us that he hasn't smoked and has in fact stopped. He's been lying for years. He has yet to admit that he still smokes.
So if he's unwilling to accept our help...

Still, that doesn't excuse locking him out. Just imagine how you'd feel. If you want him to stop you'll probably need something like guilt, not "I'M GONNA' FUCKING KILL LUPIS WHEN I GET IN AGAIN.".

Saturo, rant thread, remember?

I used to do something similar to my mother when she drank. And speaking of which: My mother. Argh. Just ... argh.

Aight, aight, I know that. Just struck me as an exceptionally mean way of doing it. I smoke, and I'd be pretty damn pissed if someone did that to me.

I don't care if people smoke. I don't really do it myself (except hookah), but I always prefer if people don't smoke cigarettes or cigars around me. I hate the way that stuff smells.

Let's see...rant thread...

Overall, I don't mind being a bagger at a grocery store, but I definitely have my pet peeves when it comes to customers. It's not that hard to use the damn cart returns, seriously. Using them also puts your car less at risk to be hit by a cart, especially if it's raining and the employee getting carts is in a bad mood. I know I've flung a cart across the parking lot at another cart because the dumbass didn't put it with the other ones I had set up and it began rolling. Damned thing did a 180 and I got a good laugh out of it (didn't hit anyone's car).

And it pays to be courteous to your bagger (unless they're rude to you first). But I know a few people that have no problem breaking your groceries (especially eggs) if you're mean to us and request a carry out, only to dive into your car as quick as you can while we do all the hard work. It may be part of our job, but we don't want to be in the rain anymore than you do and it's not our fault you didn't wear rain appropriate clothing while out shopping. Thankfully, 95% of the customers I do carry outs for are nice and either help me with loading stuff or they'll stand outside or get their kids settled in the car.

I think that's enough for now. XD

@AdamSavage: I understand what ranting accomplishes. I was trying to help someone, not attacking them. Let's leave it at that, please?

@Saturo: It's not the two hour in the cold that will make him quit, so much as this clearly overt rejection of his smoking by someone he loves. You may smoke, but you don't have a daughter who doesn't want you in your family's home after you've been smoking, or at least not until as much of the stench is gone from you as possible. I'm not delusioned into thinking that this will make him quit smoking, but it will help push him in that direction. Family pressure was huge in my grandfather finally kicking the habit for good, and he had one powerful addiction.