Parenting Tip number 459539435ghtr

The other day its was late and my son was hungry. I layed him down by his dad because I knew the baby was tired and wanted to get his pj's and a new diaper on him before he nursed to sleep for the night. When he started to cry because he's hungry and his food is leaving the area my boyfriend starts to explain to me that I have created a monster who has severe separation anxiety because I don't let him cry it out all day long in his crib and I let him sleep by me at night.

(Me and the baby had to move to the living room to sleep because sometimes I fall asleep with the baby in the bad and this hurts his back so we have to sleep on the floor in the living room.)

He plays by himself all the time. How can I be a bad mom every day??

Parenting Tip Number B49395544

We have to use letters now because there are no more numbers. My hair is now a choking hazard that is going to kill my son while he is asleep if he sleeps by me. Even though I always wear my hair up. Somehow it is going to get in his throat.

My son sleeps in his bed except for when he nurses. And in the am when I want one more hour of sleep but I Sleep at the foot off the bed and him in the middle. My BF doesn't beleive me though because he wakes up sometimes when I'm nursing him so he thinks hes always in the bed. Even if he did. I have never heard of a baby choking on hair.

boyfriend parenting tip number 3498

Babies don't die from crying. So let the baby cry for two hours so you can sleep because if you don't get enough sleep you might make a mistake... (insert silent insinuation here)

What?

How much sex do you have? I am too busy to catch up. When he complains he needs it because he went so long without  when I was on bed rest I remind him of all the blow jobs in the hospital and at home at least 5 times a week. Guess what!?! They dont count. Guess why!?! Because he had to stand because I wasn't allowed out of bed. He said he was kidding but he has said it three more times as a defense when I say no. He must really think it.

Mob mentality.

I recently spent a fun but exhausting 10 days with my boyfriend and his aunt. My boyfriend does not help me at all. I change all diapers, all clothes, I am the only one to wake up with the baby in the night, I am the only one to bathe him. Aside from maybe 30 minutes of holding him every other day and only if hes not fussy or wiggly my boyfriend is pretty uninvolved. Well though uninvovled he has decided that he is a baby expert and is constantly harassing my about how or what I am doing to the baby. I ignore him for the most part because if I said anything it would be a magical waterfall of never ending freakout that would last for at least three days of me screaming about all of the things he does and doesn't do that bug the crap out of me. Well this trip every weird crazy thing he decided was a baby fact all of a sudden was also picked up by his aunt and they became chickens pecking me to death with weird made up baby facts and misinformation. My boyfriend decided wind was the root cause of ear infections. For ten days I heard constantly from his aunt the second we went outside. " Oh no I hope the wind doesn't give him an ear infection." Then affirmed by my expert baby daddy. Also the cold causes a cold.... sure it can cause the cold in the air is made up of viruses. Now mix this idea with an elderly woman and a man who has smoked for 20 years and add their terrible circulation and pretty much my baby and me sweated to death the entire time because all of my pleas to turn the heat down's were ignored by the freezing people. All while being attacked with "Isn't he cold?" "He needs a jacket hes going to get sick."  " I sure hope he doesn't get sick because you took his pants off." My poor kid was sweating through his onsies. I kept haveing to pretend I wanted to sit outside on the patio to try and cool him off which then brought on the " Nooooooo not outside! Wind! Ear infections! Cold! Sick!" Well the best part? Baby is so hot guess what happens? "He's got a fever!!!!" Guess who has to take his teperature constatly? Oh yes me. He never has a fever, at one point hes got a 99.1 temperature. But guess what fixed it? Yep stripping him down to his diaper. Then lets add my boyfriends concern that the baby sleeping by me will kill him from sids. Its called crib death for a reason. And he doesn't sleep by me all night. I usually grab the baby at the end of the night at his 6 am wakeup and let him hang out by me until he falls asleep. We get up at 7 when dad wakes up anyways. But he doesn't listen to me explain this because hes the expert and efing sleeps through the night and never gets up for the baby. Well while on vacation in a weird place I let the baby sleep by me a lot more. Because the bed she had was well a sheet on cardboard and I didn't want to wake up ever 45 minutes like I did the first two nights I put him in there. This brought on constant talk of him, first never sleeping in his own bed and always sleeping with us until hes 5, then to him not even surviving that long because of sids.  Constant chatter from the baby expert and affirmation from his aunt. Now I got no sleep pretty much the whole vacation. Our bed is in the living room whenever me and the baby try to nap guess what happens? ITS TV TIME! They literally sit 5 feet from me and the kid chatting talking laughing and watching loud tv. So what happens? Baby wakes up.  But guess why hes up? Because he can't sleep in his own bed because I always let him sleep with me. I was so glad to leave.

Leave my kid alone.... You boarderline baby Pedophile.

I recently went on a 10 day trip to see my boyfriends family. That I will complain about more later. But after a 5 hour flight I am in the gross bathroom changing my hungry overtired 4 month old son. He is naked and I am trying to get him changed when a strange lady comes over and gets in his face. Before I can tell her to back the ef off of my naked baby, he starts screaming his head off.  What the hell is wrong with people??? I don't open stall doors to watch you pee! Why the hell would you get in our space when I'm changing his diaper. Plus you just made the 2 minutes I had left a 10 minute ordeal of screaming crying and poop everywhere fiasco because you don't have boundaries. Next time I'm going to grab the diaper and squish your (much to close) face in it. When did it become ok to get so close to other peoples babies????