Some People Suck!!

My mind is still spinning about something that happened today.  A dear friend of mine always puts other people first.  She has nothing, and when I say nothing I mean her unemployment was cut off when she was owed about 7 weeks past due pay, Her husband has been out of work thanks to the holidays and his clients going on vacations, they don’t even have money for their rent.  Their Christmas celebration was happy because of the generosity of others.  Today I was scoping out some of the Facebook boards I am on to see if there was anything else I “needed”.  I noticed my friend had some things posted for sale and then some guy she doesn’t even know and I have never seen active in the group before replies with the nastiest comment accusing her of asking for Christmas Donation gifts and then re-selling them.

ARE YOU EFF’N KIDDING ME BUDDY!!! (check out: “Christmas is a Time for Giving“)

Well, I don’t tolerate people talking crap about others and god forbid you do it about one of my friends but when you tell a blatant lie that I happen to be associated with WATCH OUT!!!  I think being a full-time Mommy has kicked the Mama Bear Instinct into over drive.  I set him straight on that real quick and tagged the moderators of the group in my comment so nothing could be twisted about me or my post.  I must pat myself on the back because I was direct about it but I was pretty nice too.

After I had that posted up I read through some of the other comments after his on her post and I can’t believe how absolutely terrible people can be.  It was like watching a bunch of middle school punks bullying another kid.  I was reading these hateful words and really wondering how people could be so mean to and about someone they never met.  My heart broke for my friend so I messaged her as soon as I finished my comment to let her know I had her back.

So here is a very nice woman trying to take care of her family and get money for rent the only way she can.  And what do people do???  bash her and make her cry.  After this she has now decided she doesn’t want to help anyone else out unless she knows them.  She has taken down her posts and has decided that she won’t sell any of the items at all.  Where does this leave her…  Thank you to the FB bullies what messages are they teaching their kids.  Are their kids as mean and nasty as they are?  How can people be so cruel?

ARRG!!!!!   MEAN PEOPLE SUCK!!!

Another Lack of Lactation Hormone Adjustment Day

WOW  Today was a blast!!  And I mean that in the good and bad way.  LOL  My little guy really keeps a smile on my face when I start to feel sad.  I am sure these emotions are all post lactation hormones getting back on track.  So here is a peek into my day.

Woke up like normal.  OK super 5:30 am and the little guy is wide awake and ready to play.  I am thinking “awe, gee Robert, couldn’t you have slept just 30 more minutes?” we do our new normal morning routine which is get him from his crib, let him play for a few minutes BEFORE changing his diaper because if I don’t I get an unwanted “shower” of toddler pee.  So, I have learned my lesson after about 3 mornings of repeat.  In my defense it was also the first 3 mornings he was up at 5 o’clock in the morning.  I take the time to start the water to make Sean his morning coffee, get Robert his milk and make him some breakfast.  I let him eat while I finish making Sean’s french press coffee and his lunch for the day.  Once that is complete I go into Robert’s room, change his diaper, get him dressed for the day and play with him for a bit.  about 45 minutes later he is usually ready for his first nap.  Do you think I can nap at this point? NOT A CHANCE!!  So, I spend the time picking up the living room from the mess he made the night before because I was too tired before bed to do it.  Perfect, my turn to sit and relax.  ahhhh

As I am relaxing I was looking for a picture and came across an article about Venezuela and how they want to ban baby bottles.  I started to cry, but I will explain that in more detail in tomorrow’s post about my view on their ban proposal.  That was just the start.  Then I decided I would watch one of the movies I had put on hold, Bully the movie.  What a sad documentary, and I cry to think of what a world Robert will have to grow up in.  bullying isn’t just name calling or a fist punch it can go viral via social media and the internet.  My heart breaks for what kids have to go through these days.  I know that most kids aren’t bullied, but it now seems like a parent’s worst nightmare.  Thankfully he woke up and we took a nice long 3.5 hour long walk.  That got my blood pumping and cleared my head.

When we got home he looked up at me and gave me a huge hug and cuddled there.  I cried for a moment because my baby was not a baby anymore.  he is a little boy and cuddling because he wants to and not because he needs to.  And then I smile and my heart fills with so much joy to see how he is becoming this little person.  then in a split second as I go out the door to put something in the recycling it is baby meltdown like his world is ending.  I am talking to him the whole time I step out the door and as I come back in he toddles over to me in a semi-run (he is just learning to walk so it isn’t like a normal kid run) crashes into me and tells me “STOP!  STOP!”.  My heart broke for him.  He didn’t understand that I was still there and I was coming back in.  poor thing.  This of course made me feel horrible like he spends too much time with me but I keep reminding my self that if he didn’t act that way then maybe I should worry that I wasn’t paying him enough attention.

So today was a day filled with lots of tears for no real reason other than being a little over sensitive.  I sure hope he sleeps in a little longer tomorrow…  But I am not holding my breath.  HAHA….

Question of the Day: Baby Bully Neighbor – How do you address the issue without “tattling” to the landlord?

For those of you who are new to the blog please check out my post “Question of the Day:  When does an unruly neighbor cross the line to Baby Bullying?”  Reading that post first you will get an idea of the level of insanity we are dealing with.

DISCLAIMER:  I AM LIVID RIGHT NOW!!!

So, the evening started fine.  Got Robert fed and put to bed before I headed out to my Mary Kay training.  I heard the little guy cry as I left the house and Sean went in to his room and got him.  When I got home I asked his daddy how the night went and this is what he told me happened.

Robert was playing with his blocks and walking around his toy chest fighting sleep.  The guy down stairs started pounding.  When daddy saw that the little guy was sleepy and ready to pass out he put him in his crib and he fell asleep almost instantly.  Then the guy started to pound again and so loud that it woke up the baby.  WTF…  So Sean had to calm the overtired baby again.  I don’t go out much so daddy is new to the overtired baby crying and he was awesome.  Robert was sound a sleep when I got home and the pounding was faint more like a banging by the time I started blogging this.

All I know is I am VERY protective of my baby and he better be glad I wasn’t home for his bullying of my baby because I would have marched downstairs with a crying baby and me in tears and laid the guilt trip on THICK.  Heaven help him if the guilt trip ever stops working.  I don’t know what I would do if I felt threatened.  All I know is my Irish Italian temper would not be pretty when mixed with protective mama bear instincts.

Sean ignored the pounding and resisted the urge to go down and be protective papa bear.  (I am so proud of his self-control)  I wanted to go bang on his door the moment Sean told me what happened tonight while I was out.  But instead I am venting my anger here because I really don’t know what to do.  it was one thing for him to pound when the baby was playing and barreling across the floor (still unacceptable) but when the baby is asleep and he pounds waking him up should be a crime.  I should mention the baby finally went to sleep at 8pm.

How would you handle this?  Because that guys actions tonight make me very concerned about Sean and I leaving at the same time and having a baby sitter here.  If we have a baby sitter here what should I tell them to do?  Should I tell them it is ok to call the cops?  What do you do about someone who bullies a 15 month old baby?