Fed Up

I am fed up with men who inadvertently insult me for being a stay at home mom and/or woman. The sad thing is that they don’t realize they are being insulting or sexist. Ironically, I guarantee I have a higher IQ than these men, that in my life I have been paid a higher salary than these men, and one day their children will work for mine.

In my professional life, I fortunately did not encounter men like this.   It’s only now, that I am a SAHM, that I do.

Until next time,



Breastfeeding Sucks

I’ve been wanting to write this post for awhile now, but never found the time.    Of course, before writing it I Googled the topic because I wanted to see what others had to say.   You know breastfeeding has got to be hard when there is actually a book out there titled, “Breastfeeding Sucks.”   Looks like I book I should have read before the kiddo was born nearly 4 years ago!

I also found these two posts great:

I can’t believe how much I can relate to Finding Zen’s post…I’m glad I’m not the only one to cuss at a newborn in the middle of the night, and also not the only one to feel guilt over using nipple shields.    I have no idea how babies survived before formula or lactation consultants.   

When the kiddo was born, I went to a breastfeeding class because that’s what one of my baby books told me to do.   Yeah, didn’t help much.    About the fourth nurse who tried to help me get him to latch on while in the hospital was finally able to provide some real assistance and I thought we were good to go.     Fortunately, the pediatrician who saw us before we left the hospital asked how it was going.   I told her “great!”.     She, being an experienced mother, warned me that once she got home from the hospital she started having problems nursing, once her milk came in.    I made it through about a week or so when I could no longer take it anymore.    I had milk leaking everywhere, every time the kiddo latched on he’d come off right away screaming.    The hubby would try to squeeze milk out for the kiddo thinking nothing was coming out.   I found myself crying and telling the hubby I’d rather go through labor again than do this.  So he called the lactation consultant and set up an appointment for that day.

That woman was a saviour and the sole reason I was able to continue breastfeeding the kiddo and now the baby.    Apparently I had so much milk coming out so fast I was actually choking the kiddo (and subsequently the baby about two days after coming home from the hospital), so she gave me a nipple shield to try.    It worked wonders for the kiddo, so of course I used it with the baby as well with success for which I am extremely grateful.   

Four months later I am still nursing, though in that time the baby has now had two bottles of formula and a few bottles of expressed milk.    It just makes it easier to take the kiddo out to do things if I can just feed the baby a bottle, which takes about 5 minutes and I can do it while walking around!

But, I do have some breastfeeding advice that I hope to write in some subsequent posts.    That is, if I can find time between feedings!    Once I do, I’ll link to them here.

Until next time,


Home is Where Your Friends Are

Sometimes I contemplate not writing a blog.   I am sure at some point this will happen.   The reason being is, among the numerous reasons I had for resigning, one was that I grew tired of feeling like I was being beaten up by complete strangers as it related to my work.  This was a very minor complaint, but something I am relieved to no longer have to deal with.   Periodically, various websites choose to link to my blog, this week it was the PD.   I don’t ask anyone to link here.  I checked to see what it was that they pulled from my blog and found it here:


It looks like someone commented who seemed offended regarding my having returned from 3 weeks in Hawaii and being happy to see the snow, due to the state of the economy.  I think they were offended that this is what the PD chose to pull regarding what local bloggers are saying. 

Anyhow, I was sincere in what I said, and I really did cry when we landed.   Home is where your friends are, and Cleveland is my home.   As we landed, I ran through a list of friends in my head who I just couldn’t wait to see.   My neighbors in West Park who watched my house for 3 weeks because they are just awesome people.   My son’s little friend and her parents who I adore, friends from church, and my friends who I grew up with.   And now, thanks to this blog, friends I have discovered online.   

I get tired of reading the negativity spewed around this city, I see enough of the realities of life at my church and in my own family.  So, if you don’t like what I have to say, don’t read this blog.   It’s that simple.  I won’t care.   Just don’t bash me if you’ve never met me.   And I’m sorry if you don’t think I’m a gifted writer or person, because, well, you don’t know me and frankly, who cares.  My friends know me.  Which is why I was so happy to be home. 

Until next time,


Giving UPS a Second Chance

So, after a very nice woman at UPS left a comment on my blog post titled UPS Sucks, I was able to get the answers that I wanted, which was nice.   She connected me via email with someone who was able to not only answer my questions accurately, making sure my package arrived in Hawaii before I departed for Cleveland, but also understood the urgency and importance of my issue, and additionally offered to make up for the error by reimbursing the shipping charges.

I guess I really had just wanted someone to admit they made a mistake, and to make an attempt to fix it.   It’s not that hard.  That’s what customer service should be all about.   And because these two kind ladies made the extra effort, I was finally able to relax a bit while on vacation.  And since I’ll now give UPS a second chance and take back my boycott, if I ever have an issue again, I’ll know who to call.   😉

BTW, in the midst of the various customer service people I did speak with leading up to this, some were clearly trying to be helpful, I just don’t know that they had access to the level of information that I needed.   And when you are trying to track down $500 worth of meds, that can be a bit frustrating.   I am glad that these two women acknowledged this, to the degree that they both even followed up with me after the package was signed for to make sure it made it into my hands.

Just wanted to put it out there that my boycott is revoked and my mom has her meds.

Until next time,


UPS Sucks

Remind me to never ever use UPS.   They suck.   I vow now to use FedEx from this point forward.   UPS has done the magnificent job of completely screwing up a shipment of $500 worth of medication for my mother who is on vacation with us and no one there can help me, or rectify the situation.   I’ve now had to spend $130 on enough meds to get her through vacation.  I’ve spent the past two days, while on vacation, on the phone with people who have no ability to help me.   It’s visible by logging onto their website and looking at the tracking that UPS has screwed up and is at fault, and all that can be done is to transfer me from one place to another.   Somehow the package got changed from 2nd Day Air to ground (out to Hawaii!) before it left Ohio.   I get it that the package can’t be changed to air while it’s traveling on the ground.   But, if an intercept can occur once the package arrives on Oahu, several days after we’ve already left for the Big Island, shouldn’t UPS cover the charges, and perhaps even offer to cover charges to have it overnighted to us at our location?   At least, if there was good customer service there they would.  

 I’ve steamed.   Point being, I will never use UPS.   I feel confident that FedEx would have done a better job and the package would have actually arrived here when it was supposed to.

Featured in the Plain Dealer’s What Local Bloggers are Writing About

So, I just logged onto my blog account, and find that my blog was apparently quoted in the Plain Dealer’s October 5th post of “What Local Bloggers are saying about…the government bailout.”    Maybe I should be happy I made the list.   But, it kinda sucks that of course one of the posts I write in a fit of frustration and verbal dumping is the one that gets quoted in the PD post.   Now I just feel like a crazy.

It doesn’t help that I’m several thousand miles from my home right now suffering from jetlag, feeling clutzy and worrying my cell phone that I left sitting on the toilet in the bathroom made it’s way into the toddler’s bath tonight and I’m not yet sure it’s going to function again when it dries out.

Ugh…so tired.

Until next time,


House Votes Down Bailout Package

Ok, so, I go to log into WordPress and was completely shocked to not see this as a headline on ANY of the featured blogs.   Is no one paying attention to this stuff?


I don’t know, maybe I’m overreacting.   But, to me, the impact of this decision is a significant to this country as the impact of 9/11 was.  

And, the some of the most interesting points follow:

Despite pressure from supporters, not enough members were willing to take the political risk just five weeks before an election.


“We’re all worried about losing our jobs,” Rep. Paul Ryan, R-Wis., declared in an impassioned speech in support of the bill before the vote. “Most of us say, ‘I want this thing to pass, but I want you to vote for it — not me.’ “

Nice.    Un-friggin-believable.   Again, I have no idea what the solution is.   But, the politicians who voted no are doing so not because they are intelligent and think that voting yes is a bad idea, they are voting no because they are scared to take a political risk.   I hope that every single one of them who voted no–for that reason—gets the boot and loses their jobs come time for re-election.  What a bunch of pansies!