Today my little town was the hot spot for all of Canada and let me tell you I was feeling the heat! We spent the day at my Uncle T’s lake house and never have I felt so fortunate to live where I live and to have access to such an awesome lake property. It was forty freaking degrees! Poor G was absolutely sweltering and he didn’t even know how to cope. I am just happy that he loves the water as much as he does and I could take him quick dips in his cute little UV protective swimsuit. I think he might be cutting his second tooth though…he got his first one last week and apparently they come in twos. He didn’t even want to nurse this evening and was just fussing and hot and not sure what he wanted. It made me feel so bad. I’m trying not to complain because I do enjoy the summer and summertime activities but it has been a bit ridiculous the last few days.
On another level of feeling the heat I was feeling like things had been far too quiet on the daddy dearest front but then yesterday Paternal grandmother called and left a message. I’m assuming she wants to see G, she called asking how we were doing and asked me to call her back. I know this is selfish and terrible but I want nothing to do with her, even though it’s only an hour of my time I get so worked up every time we plan a visit and she makes me feel so uncomfortable that it feels much longer. The way she talks to G makes me want to rip my hair out and it also really bothers me when she kisses him and gets her tacky pink made in China lipstick all over him…that stuff is impossible to get off of baby’s skin. Also she can’t ever just come for a visit and enjoy his company, she brings gifts (which I know is her trying to be nice), spends the whole time shoving a camera in his face (daddy dearest does this too and it bugs me, it’s like he’s trying to prove that he has seen his son), which in itself makes me chuckle because he hasn’t even called once in a month and a half to check up on his son and see how he was doing. On one hand I am thrilled because he’s a total bonehead and I don’t want to have to make awkward conversation with him, but on the other it makes me sad. How can you not even care to know how your child is doing? LOSER
BUT and this is going to sound really petty and mean I’m pretty sure that when she comes she’ll hand over a bank draft from daddy dearest which means that I will have another 500$ to put towards my new car and insurance. I may even need to use a portion of to pay rent this month if my mat leave cheque doesn’t come through in the next week. I have taken immense pride in the fact that I have just been able to put daddy dearest’s money that he gives us into savings and I let it be well known that I don’t even want his money. But the other part of me knows that I probably won’t always see that money and so I might as well make hay while the sun shines and put it towards something that G and I desperately need. Also I know that the more cash I can put down on the car now the better I will be while I’m in school come September and making payments on it. Anyways…that’s the end of my vent for tonight, I really did go off on an angry tangent but I think this heat is getting to me and making me a little bit crazy. Until next time keep cool and enjoy your summers…
Feeling the heat…
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