Crabby Lady

You know, for getting so much done today and having so much good stuff happening in the past few days, you'd think I wouldn't have a bad mood at all. I mean, the 4th of July is upon us almost and here I am crabby as all get up. Ugh. Must be the hormones...
So one reason for said crabbiness?? My mother. I don't know why when she says something or tells me she's going to do something, I always follow her around like a lost puppy dog believing her every word thinking that maybe, just maybe this time will be different. Why would it change now when all my life I've been last place on her list of priorities and been let down every time she's said she'd do something? Because I'm an idiot. She told me since she found out I was pregnant that she'd fly up here to be with me and meet the baby and visit Hannah. PROMISED! I got excited. Why? Because since my daughter was born, my mother has met her once. And that was when she was 5 months old. For a week. That's it. I had to go down to her to even make this happen mind you. When Hannah was born, my mother-in-law (God bless her soul!) pawned stuff to be up with us for two weeks. Talk about love. My in-laws don't have a lot of money but they do everything they can to be with us or to get us down there to visit. For as many trips as we've made to California to see the in-laws, they've made the exact same to see us. They call specifically to talk to Hannah (not their son mind you, LoL) and my daughter knows who her Gammy & Papa are. She has no clue who my mom is. Sad isn't it? Anyways, back to point of vent...So my mom tells me that she doesn't have enough money to fly up and stay with us after all and that she'll just wait until we come down to see her. HAH!! You know...I've been pregnant for almost 9 months here, putting $25 back a paycheck or month even would have scored her plenty of money to fly up. And she works for the gov doing medicaid and medicare stuff so it isn't like she's broke. No kids and very little bills, means enough money to pull some aside. I don't get it...The real kicker here? The fact that she's poured money and time into my dead beat sister who is a meth head who ran off and dumped her daughter on my mom. My mom and her "wife" have gone to visit my step sister twice in San Fran. And my mom sent her "wife" up to stay with her daughter while she had her kid just two months ago. Yep, again Beckie gets the shaft. Which is alright with me. The bitch side of me is pouting and saying fine, see if I ever come to see you and don't blame me when you finally meet Hannah who stares at you and asks you who you are and why you want a hug (she doesn't hug strangers btw) and the real piece that I know will hit her hard yet doesn't bug me...When I ghet to brag about my fabulous mother-in-law who came to stay with me and helped me out and spoiled her grand-kids. My mom is big on jealousy and knowing that this will eat her up brings a smile to her face. I'm not usually this harsh but today, my hormones make it easy to enjoy it....
UGH!
So yesterday I got to drive an hour and a half to Bismarck to pick up my baby swing and jumparoo that I've been wanting. The rainforest ones. God blessed me. I got both for a hundred bucks so I saved about eighty bucks had I bought them new. I don't like buying used in the case of baby stuff but A)Hubby is having a difficult time allowing me to spend money (yet it's okay for him to buy cigarettes and junk for himself, but we won't go there today...) and B)these weren't even used. The lady scored two sets of each (lucky woman) and so she was selling these ones to make room in her house. Whatever. So I spent 3 hours in a car with a cranky toddler to pick these up and bring them home. Made my day honestly. Two less things to deal with...
My garden turned into a jungle on me. I guess after you plant a garden you don't get to just walk away and wait until it's time to pick everything. I forgot you have to go in time to time and weed. I got half of it weeded. It doesn't look like I did much but God forbid whoever walks by and tells me I could have done more or it doesn't look like I did much. I sat my fat ass on a grubby dirty piece of wood on the ground for two hours and pulled weeds while being attacked by spiders and pokey weeds and flying bugs. I don't do dirt or bugs. i was tested years ago for ADD and OCD and was borderline OCD. I don't see it but I guess others do. Part of my issue is I can't have my hands dirty. Literally dirty. And I have to wash my hands a ton of times during the day if they even feel dirty. So me being outside in the dirt was no fun seriously. I took a shower and still don't feel clean. But at least I got out, haha.
So any big 4th of July plans for anyone? I hope everyone has a safe and fun weekend. I'm making the hubby take me out to the move tonight. Night At The Museum. 2 is here. He comes home tonight some time and then leaves Sunday afternoon for another 5 days. Thank God he does this only two more weeks. I'm so used to doing the single mommy thing it's crazy! I don't know what I'll do when he actually is home regularly again, LoL. Daddy who??
33 weeks preggers as of yesterday...7 more weeks! Yay! I've been having braxton hicks for the past 2 days. Not anything to worry me but they still do. That and ouch! LoL. My doctor told me oh they don't hurt, they're just pressure from your uterus practicing...Umm as Rachel on Friends would say: "No uterus, no opinion doc!" LoL. they don't hurt my ass...My last Dr (who was also male) told me how my contractions didn't hurt as bad as I made them out to be and he almost got a foot to the face. This Dr has been warned to watch his mouth, I get violent and pissy when in pain...
Anyways, I'm starving and want to go watch Lethal Weapon 3. Gotta have a little humor somewhere right? So I hope everyone has a fabulous weekend! And the next time I blog, I'll be in a better mood, I promise. :)
*Beckie*