I worked at the Service Desk of Home Depot for 3 years. Much respect, fellow drone. *pounds chest with fist in solidarity against the managerteriat*
I worked at the Service Desk of Home Depot for 3 years. Much respect, fellow drone. *pounds chest with fist in solidarity against the managerteriat*
I kept mine, but it was really tough. My husband recognized that I was being reasonable, but still felt hurt by my decision. For me, it was all about my identity which was tied up in my full name. I am OK giving kids his name, so that wasn’t an argument at least.
I caved too, because it was REALLY important to my husband. It’s also really important to me to have my maiden name. Professionally, I continue to use my maiden name. I’m also lobbying hard for the first child to have my maiden name as a middle name.
BTW my profile pic is a pic of the smallpox vaccine
Then you are allowed entrance into the “I’m old” club. Welcome.
Same here. When we moved in together there was lots of him discovering that a bunch of vegetables he thought he hated are actually fucking fantastic if not cooked down to gruel and then served salt-free. So many vegetables. I swear for the first five years we were together I introduced him to at least one new food or…
Fun fact: this is one of the most recommended documentaries in the post-Mormon community because of the parallels.
*touches your hem*
My hair and nails are my one vanity also!
Try moving to a tropical climate. Your nails grow like you’re a werewolf and it’s always the full moon. Hell on earth if you work with your hands and in three days your feet look like a goat’s.
I do the loose screw thing too, it’s even more insane now that I’m pregnant.
Are you related to Wolverine?
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Wellbutrin can do that to people. Try Zoloft if you can. Works well without the squirrelly feelings.
Please please know that you are not alone. I had the same feelings with my first child. As stupid as it sounds, I finally realized what I was feeling was post-partum depression from watching Oprah. I got help in the form of medication and I have since had three more children. I’m not gonna lie ... those feelings still…
I spent the first year of motherhood feeling exactly the same as you. I never understood what my son wanted, I didn’t know how to play with him, and I couldn’t think of anything worse than him being saddled with me as a mom. None of the other mothers I saw in baby groups were like me, and I couldn’t say anything…
2 things: a) you are allowed to grieve the loss of the life you spent years building. Grief can be debilitating, but it won’t be forever if you acknowledge it and go through the process. You being honest is so amazing and all the comments here support you and validate that you are not alone! Seriously, if you are in…
I’m glad you wrote. You’re not alone.
Hello, younger me. I am so sorry that you are feeling this way, but your feelings are valid and most importantly OKAY, and don’t let a damn person tell you otherwise.
And don’t forget, sometimes meds stop working after awhile and you have to find a new cocktail. That is normal even without the emotional upheaval of having a baby.