I've been so frustrated the past few days. It seems like lately everywhere I go ppl are treating me like I'm a child. Like I have no business having a 2 year old and another on the way. Like I don't know what I'm doing or I'm a bad mother because I'm 22.
It's never bothered me before. Now that more ppl are finding out that we're having another it seems like they had previously assumed dd was a mistake, and I was making the best out of the situation. That's bs! She was planned, dh in the military, medical covered, we had our own apartment and money in savings. Same with this child.
The only difference is it seems like ppl are now making their thoughts more pronounced. "How old are you?!" "Are you sure yall need another?" "Do you have enough room?" "Where are you going to put another?"
DD had a dr. appt Monday, she even acted like we were young and nieve. The questions I asked were just smirked at..."yea that's normal" "oh that rash will go away once she gets elementary age".
Ugh...2 things that got me the most were: When she first walked in the office she was hateful about dd's weight. The next was when I asked her about dd's eye watering. I told her I had asked the previous ped about it at her 6 month appt, before I could continue she jumped in and said, "And you've never addressed it since?" I was stunned I couldn't even speak up for myself. Yes! I've addressed it at every damn appt since then. That's one reason I switched peds..the last one didn't seem to care. After I said. well uh uh..like an idiot...I said yes, but it was blamed on allergies. She said by 3 years if it hadn't cleared up she'd refer me to a specialist..it's already been 2 years?!
I feel like the peds are just blowing me off thinking I'm too young to know what's going on with my child..
Even some of my family is acting like I don't know what I'm getting myself into. We planned dd, just as we planned this baby. We have insurance and dh has a steady job, we own 2 cars and a house. We've been making our lives together since we were 17. This is the life we wanted and HAVE wanted for as long as I can remember. I didn't want to go to school. I wanted to be a mother, and sahm at that. Why is that such a problem for ppl? Why do I even care what they think? Why can't ppl be sincerely happy for me and this pregnancy?