tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post1714987079178740883..comments2023-08-17T00:56:01.495-07:00Comments on I left my heart at preschool: You can't complain about free help, but I'm going to anywayKarihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12654311489965854867noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-457650907453664912009-03-14T18:20:00.000-07:002009-03-14T18:20:00.000-07:00The joys of mothers eh... but we know we will neve...The joys of mothers eh... but we know we will never be like that when we are older...<BR/><BR/>I rather do everything myself then have help always seems like more work, more stress more fustration...Jessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13059803640738128489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-39588083879105310112009-03-14T10:11:00.000-07:002009-03-14T10:11:00.000-07:00Oh, sorry you had a rough morning. My MIL AND my ...Oh, sorry you had a rough morning. My MIL AND my husband stack clean things on the counters since they don't know where they go. It drives me crazy. By the time I get around to it, I assume they're dirty and have to wash it again.leighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00016902294200659689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-36009872006413784902009-03-13T22:04:00.000-07:002009-03-13T22:04:00.000-07:00Sounds like she tried but that it was a chaotic mo...Sounds like she tried but that it was a chaotic morning. That conference does sound interesting though.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08848986732570951725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-10483574095188624352009-03-13T15:08:00.000-07:002009-03-13T15:08:00.000-07:00Oh, my mom was the same way. She never understood...Oh, my mom was the same way. She never understood that it didn't matter what she wanted to do for me, it was what I need her to do for me. Sigh...<BR/><BR/>I only hope that I don't develop the same problem when I get older.Melissahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14599462281364463565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-18577113766368876032009-03-13T12:48:00.000-07:002009-03-13T12:48:00.000-07:00Did you at least feel guilty for yelling at everyo...Did you at least feel guilty for yelling at everyone?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-73931166721637285672009-03-13T12:43:00.000-07:002009-03-13T12:43:00.000-07:00When my parents come to visit for the weekend, the...When my parents come to visit for the weekend, they are always trying to "help". Even when they tell me to go relax, they are always nice enough to find projects for me to do while I'm relaxing, like looking through the pile of bills my mom was nice enough to bring in to the bedroom.<BR/><BR/>Sigh! I guess retired people really AREN'T on the same schedule as we are.Julia@SometimesLucidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14750362656434125400noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-30271412366484643952009-03-13T12:05:00.000-07:002009-03-13T12:05:00.000-07:00Ouch. That sounds like it was extra frustrating. Y...Ouch. That sounds like it was extra frustrating. You dealt with it kindly, I think. <BR/>I don't think I am a nasty person, but I have been known to make my own mother cry when she was only trying to help - in the wrong way. Under the circumstances you describe I would probably have been spitting nails ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-43989947578517634642009-03-13T11:48:00.000-07:002009-03-13T11:48:00.000-07:00Oh Jeesh. I'm glad she was TRYING to help, but th...Oh Jeesh. I'm glad she was TRYING to help, but that sounds like a total fiasco! <BR/><BR/>Hope your finger's on the mend - finger bandaids leave a lot to be desired!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-31947491973271194032009-03-13T09:05:00.000-07:002009-03-13T09:05:00.000-07:00Sounds a lot like when I ask my husband to help ou...Sounds a lot like when I ask my husband to help out when there is a time crunch. HIS priorites and MY priorities about WHAT needs to be done WHEN are very different. Why can't everyone just think like me?Saved by Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08702615362584538954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-50388034054876596252009-03-13T08:31:00.000-07:002009-03-13T08:31:00.000-07:00Firstly I am intrigued about the guilt free parent...Firstly I am intrigued about the guilt free parenting class - that is soooo what I need.<BR/><BR/>My husband is away to at the moment. He has been gone a month this year and it is only march - ugh!<BR/><BR/>I think I remember your sister writing a post on how "helpful" your mum was on the babysitting front!2 Brits, 2 Yanks, 2 Dogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15407901798421787299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-47549840709505343902009-03-13T06:37:00.000-07:002009-03-13T06:37:00.000-07:00I think you are totally allowed to complain about ...I think you are totally allowed to complain about free help. I hope your finger is better - I just sliced my own open on the Cuisinart a few days ago and it still aches. I love that you think one kid in half pjs and one in three shirts is good enough for school. So funny!!Christyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05615149112130152767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8218576742064920536.post-86742613157169429772009-03-13T05:40:00.000-07:002009-03-13T05:40:00.000-07:00Well, that will teach you to ask for help! Mother...Well, that will teach you to ask for help! <BR/><BR/>Mothers are nothing if not masters of multi-tasking and also of twisting a kind gesture into something to b*tch about! ;)rachel...https://www.blogger.com/profile/09513121601886576274noreply@blogger.com