tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post1403889481222919386..comments2023-10-29T10:24:23.730-04:00Comments on Things I Can't Say: Someone Else Be the Adult, PleaseShellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06811697675090627618noreply@blogger.comBlogger110125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-62689807379155435222011-11-26T12:46:21.712-05:002011-11-26T12:46:21.712-05:00I don't know what I'd give up. Probably t...I don't know what I'd give up. Probably the grocery shopping; I resent the tasks, at times, that take me away from my home. I would love a day to just play with my kids!Lisa Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03866770327474858204noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-58913159421782547272011-11-19T08:06:59.542-05:002011-11-19T08:06:59.542-05:00I hate talking to the insurance company. Ugh. We h...I hate talking to the insurance company. Ugh. We had to feel out the same type of form, it was hard. We wanted to be honest but we didn't want Peanut to be labeled and boxed in. Scary.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03431751293876429570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-50896793466111455112011-11-18T09:35:54.741-05:002011-11-18T09:35:54.741-05:00I don't blame you for not wanting to be the ad...I don't blame you for not wanting to be the adult filling out that form. Lucky for your kiddo that you ARE the adult and do it because you love 'em! <br />As for me, I would LOVE to have some kind of assistant to did all of the planning so that (much like my husband and child) I just do what I am told from day to day and don't have to think it all up or schedule it!Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11664358098975211181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-53147770765819374012011-11-18T08:03:00.294-05:002011-11-18T08:03:00.294-05:00If I could give up deadlines & paying for bill...If I could give up deadlines & paying for bills...<br /><br />Being a grown-up sucks. If only I had known that as a kid and been able to enjoy the little things more!!<br /><br />Linda<br />http://lasteve1.blogspot.comLinda Jordanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18261373532542016220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-18343977267049073822011-11-17T18:40:26.999-05:002011-11-17T18:40:26.999-05:00Thinking of you! I hope that everything is workin...Thinking of you! I hope that everything is working out ok! I'll wash your dishes if fir once, just once, someone else besides myself makes supper tonight!! Pretty please! :)<br /><br />LynnA Mother's Thoughtshttp://www.amothersthoughts.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-67231692285183149732011-11-17T11:00:54.922-05:002011-11-17T11:00:54.922-05:00*sigh* I am so with you...
Let me know if you nee...*sigh* I am so with you...<br /><br />Let me know if you need an ear...KristinFiluthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08393804049131406666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-11248593913144144702011-11-17T08:32:41.105-05:002011-11-17T08:32:41.105-05:00The truth?
I don't like being the one respons...The truth?<br /><br />I don't like being the one responsible for my boys safety with the epipen.<br /><br />My husband is afraid of it.<br /><br />This burns me to no end.<br /><br />It all falls on me.<br /><br />whew.<br /><br />that felt good.<br /><br />xoAlexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-80541985049039334962011-11-17T07:05:08.262-05:002011-11-17T07:05:08.262-05:00Oh, and then...take me on a date and buy me an exp...Oh, and then...take me on a date and buy me an expensive dinner and bring me fresh flowers too!Adriennehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18065409375913634202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-11687215069200683092011-11-17T07:04:28.035-05:002011-11-17T07:04:28.035-05:00I hate those damn questionares! I always get frust...I hate those damn questionares! I always get frustrated because I feel like even after I go through the horrendous task of answering all those questions, the person reading it still isn't going to know my son. <br /><br />And yes, I would love to pass on all of my duties this week! I'm having trouble keeping up. If I had to choose one? Someone, please come and scrub my bathrooms to a sparkling shine!!Adriennehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18065409375913634202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-68943504835465398682011-11-16T14:17:11.796-05:002011-11-16T14:17:11.796-05:00Sending you great big *HUGS*, Shell. It's hard...Sending you great big *HUGS*, Shell. It's hard to be an adult sometimes. Well, most of the time, actually.mypixiebloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09135461083810124483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-77073280736624012162011-11-16T07:05:21.610-05:002011-11-16T07:05:21.610-05:00I want someone to pay me for being cute so I can q...I want someone to pay me for being cute so I can quit trying to find a job.The Blonde Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00085499120024055465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-92001925565360216632011-11-15T22:31:01.788-05:002011-11-15T22:31:01.788-05:00I'd give up paying tuition in a heartbeat. Bei...I'd give up paying tuition in a heartbeat. Being a kid was so much easier....Jackhttp://www.thejackb.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-79056170196497199442011-11-15T21:39:58.088-05:002011-11-15T21:39:58.088-05:00I so get this. All of it. But those forms are the ...I so get this. All of it. But those forms are the worst. Detailing my son's deficiencies, talking about how far he veers of the norm of development, just breaks my heart every time. And the cumulative stress of it all? Is just getting to me too. I want a day off. I want a week. But I'll take a day. Hell, I'll take an hour.Vardahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13542045802860922751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-83416942137983038372011-11-15T18:09:36.583-05:002011-11-15T18:09:36.583-05:00(hugs) i feel you. are we living the same life? we...(hugs) i feel you. are we living the same life? we have an appt with my son's dr in about an hr and a half and im getting anxiousRhiannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01760401832844916748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-24160694101258756952011-11-15T12:31:40.507-05:002011-11-15T12:31:40.507-05:00Making dinner, for sure!Making dinner, for sure!Twins Squaredhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07106112664359623131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-19867447290652203442011-11-15T11:19:40.803-05:002011-11-15T11:19:40.803-05:00Looks like in my migraine stupor yesterday that I ...Looks like in my migraine stupor yesterday that I tried to post a comment but it didn't work. I wanted to double check today because I wanted to make sure that you knew that you are in my prayers. I have had to fill out that form too and as much as it hurt to answer some of them honestly, it has been the best thing. I hope you will find the answers you deserve and need. <br />Lots of love!The Preppy Girl in Pinkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08301240684051361991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-10917762249315759162011-11-15T11:16:54.707-05:002011-11-15T11:16:54.707-05:00We have a "sock bucket." The orphaned s...We have a "sock bucket." The orphaned socks end up in there (and, I swear, they multiply) and that's where they stay until we have issues finding any matched pairs, when we'll take a few hours and put them together.<br /><br />Me, I'd love someone to bring dinner (doesn't matter what . . . the whole figuring out what it should be is where the stress starts), bathe my kids, and put them to bed, fill my beer fridge, and take care of my hangover in the morning.<br /><br />That's all I need - just once. Please.Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05805939293906938812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-82068734949423538832011-11-15T04:30:16.603-05:002011-11-15T04:30:16.603-05:00Umm. Yes. The cooking dinner and cleaning up after...Umm. Yes. The cooking dinner and cleaning up afterward is one of those things that just makes me wish I was a kid again and someone put food in front of me. Like you said, on any given day it's not the little things that make being an adult a pain: it's the compilation of those little things. Over and over and over again. Hugs girl. I so get it.Courtney K.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02573829022325334453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-74159213867680749182011-11-15T00:47:32.024-05:002011-11-15T00:47:32.024-05:00I an finally being a chance to visit and comment m...I an finally being a chance to visit and comment my favorite blogs. So I am wondering what I would actually keep if I got to outsource my jobs. Playing and snuggles. Definitely keepers. The rest can get done by someone else.Kimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15128941432434492317noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-68426382362070274982011-11-15T00:30:07.008-05:002011-11-15T00:30:07.008-05:00SO much love to you, friend.
You're not alon...SO much love to you, friend. <br /><br />You're not alone here ( at all).<br /><br />And as for parenting and mothering- you're rocking it with so much love- it's breathe akin, really.<br /><br />xoGalit Breenhttp://theselittlewaves.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-83911627356136706622011-11-15T00:00:56.579-05:002011-11-15T00:00:56.579-05:00For the last two weeks my stepson has faked sick t...For the last two weeks my stepson has faked sick to avoid school. I finally said enough is enough and took him to the doctor. His mom just doesn't care about education. So over the weekend he had two weeks worth of makeup work we had to cram in our 72 hours with him. And we had to go shopping and buy him a warm winter coat and pants that fit because the 6 pairs we had at our house went to hers and never came back. I am tired of being the mean step-mom. I am tired of being the parent that is responsible and cares about the kid only to be hated because I make him try harder. I want to be the irresponsible parent for a change. I wish we could do child support in kind, because the money we pay to help raise him certainly doesn't go to clothe him or cover basic needs. Grrr!!!! So I would give up my stepmom role for the day. Oh and eat ice cream for every meal. Because eating healthy is overrated.Bossyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06075110454901078505noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-59154273920355588462011-11-14T23:47:00.129-05:002011-11-14T23:47:00.129-05:00OMG, I just got done saying to Tim about an hour a...OMG, I just got done saying to Tim about an hour ago, "Isn't it crazy to think WE are the parents? We have a mortgage, kids to be responsible for...who the hell thought we could handle all this??"<br /><br />Seriously, there are some days when I wish I could be a kid again. We had it so easy and just had no clue, didn't we??Helenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10743718606624231459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-55388426556851574492011-11-14T23:13:58.497-05:002011-11-14T23:13:58.497-05:00Hugs, Shell! I hope the appointment goes well for ...Hugs, Shell! I hope the appointment goes well for you. <br />There are days I don't want to do any of that either. Especially the dinner thing. Everyone always asks, "What's for dinner?" like that's the highlight of the day...sometimes I'd just like to have cereal and toast for dinner. <br />Hang in there!<br />XOJenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17940118384108153753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-52525133762016542282011-11-14T22:56:12.648-05:002011-11-14T22:56:12.648-05:00I hear ya. I wish someone else would make dinner. ...I hear ya. I wish someone else would make dinner. And clean up. And wash out the stupid sippy cups. Because I don't wanna either.Natalie @ MamaTrackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00758284793476930617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027534132693377698.post-58455830938324590352011-11-14T22:44:53.165-05:002011-11-14T22:44:53.165-05:00Good luck with the appointment, luckily, with your...Good luck with the appointment, luckily, with your background, that should help you wade through the process. <br />And? I could give up and use some sleep!Sara @ Domestically Challengedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10245599062507705190noreply@blogger.com