warning: rant.

anyone else sick of the lack of common courtesy these days, or is it just me?

as a professional, it would not even occur to me to just "show up" and expect someone to be ready, willing and excited to see you at her door. no, my mother raised me better than that.

is it really too much to ask for service professionals WHO HAVE YOUR CONTACT INFORMATION to actually use it?

yes, i am now a SAHM. no, this does not mean that i sit around all day as time slowly ticks by as i prop my feet up eating bon bons and watching daytime television. (seriously, daytime television is crap.)

i have a high needs 4.5 month old infant with severe reflux. what does this mean? it means most of my day is spent doing the following:

• changing diapers
• cleaning up spit up
• fixing a formula bottle to supplement feedings
• cleaning up spit up
• breast feeding
• cleaning up spit up
• playing with my baby
• cleaning up spit up
• trying to calm baby down to sleep
• cleaning up spit up
• trying to convince baby that it is okay if i am not holding him
• cleaning up spit up
• toting baby around and attempting one handed tasks
• cleaning up spit up
• washing bottles 
• cleaning up spit up

wash. rinse. repeat every three hours.

at some point, the child does fall asleep from pure exhaustion. this is when i take care of my house instead of my child with chores such as mopping up spit up residue.

when you choose THAT MOMENT to ring my doorbell and expect to track in dirt and grout dust, do not be surprised if i eventually go hood rat/trailor trash on you.

that is all.

{breath}

thanks, but no thanks

to all the strangers who have given unsolicited mommy advice and/or comments: this is for you.

old lady in target: "what a sweet baby! how old?"
me: "he's 14 weeks."
old lady in target: "what are you doing out here with him?????"
me: "he likes the new scenery."
me, in my head: "i don't remember asking your opinion."
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old lady in Kroger parking lot: "what a sweetie! oh, you have him out here...is he warm enough???? it's chilly out here!"
me: "he's just fine...has on long pjs and is wrapped up against me." (moby wrap)
me, in my head: "i don't remember asking your opinion."
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old lady in CVS: "OH! What a pretty baby! Is it a boy or a girl?"
me: "boy."
old lady in CVS: "Well, he's just so pretty to be a boy!"
me:  :crickets: ::smile::
Me, in my head: "i don't remember asking your opinion."
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cashier at Earth Fare: "Ah! He's so tiny and cute! How old is he?"
me: "16 weeks."
cashier at Earth Fare: "Oh! I have one the same age at home." she looks me over. "he's not sleeping, is he?"
me: "no, not much. he fights it."
cashier at Earth Fare: "Not even at night?"
me: "no, not so much just yet."
cashier at Earth Fare: "Oh, well, mine sleeps like 12 hours through the night...shouldn't he?"
me: :shoulder shrug:
me, in my head: "i don't remember asking your opinion. also, i hate you."