Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Where, oh where has my money gone?

You hear of people trying to plan for the expense of having a child. Dear people, you can't plan for this. You really, really can't.

Sure, you can try and plan for an estimate of how much it would cost for the doctor to deliver your baby, but that is about it. (Which we obviously didn't do with Jonah because we are STILL paying bills from his birth!! Our insurance changed at the beginning of the year. Two words: HIGH DEDUCTABLES...)

Costs begin to accumulate starting from the time your child is concieved; pregnancy test, maternity clothes, craving purchases at grocery stores and eating out, baby clothes and gear, etc. etc. etc.

My children are seriously making me poor. A few examples:

1. My children ask for a drink of milk or juice, (mostly Mallary) they drink a sip, and then go to the sink and pour the rest DOWN THE DRAIN! What??? I imagine it's like watching someone burn your money.

2. Trevan has ripped a whole through FOUR pairs of pants since the beginning of the school year. I don't let my kids wear holey jeans to school, so we are down to only a few pairs of jeans... Really? Buy a new shirt at the store, come home and cut holes in it - that's how I feel.

3. You know college is going to cost a lot of money, but Kindergarten? I've already spent ten bucks this week, and it's only Wednesday. I won't even talk about last week...

4. Mallary mixing dirt in a container of baby formula. I was not a happy person on that one.

5. They waste soooo much tooth paste... You could brush a shark's teeth with all that toothpaste.

6. No more pretty soap for me, my kids use enough soap on their hands to wash a a dog with.

7. You can obviously imagine how much water it takes to wash off all that soap with... Literally watching my money go down the drain.

8. It's being flushed too... we now go through toilet paper faster because Mallary enjoys seeing how much she can fit in a toilet at a time. It's usually too much, resulting in a clogged toilet.

9. Jonah has now joined the wasting money party. He poops a little poop in his diaper, I change it, and then ten minutes later, he poops again. I could wait, but his poop eats his bum, so I can't just leave it there, what if he doesn't poop again? Jonah, could you just get all your poops out at once?

10. Don't even get me started on the food that they waste at meal times...

Dishes broken, shoes scuffed the first time they are worn, paper wasted, books ruined, wipeys wasted...

Really, no one can plan for the expense of having a baby. The only thing they can plan on is kissing their money good bye.

4 comments:

Sarah said...

i literally laughed out loud when you said they could brush a shark's teeth with all the toothpaste they waste. funny stuff.

Heather said...

All of mine did #9 as infants - so aggravating. Two of them did it to where it was a medical issue.

I've concluded that you can kids or you can have money, but you can't have both. Unless you're seriously wealthy to start with.


And is it really bad to let them wear holey jeans to school? I let mine, just not every day. Out of control clothing budget otherwise. But I do worry what the teachers think . . .

Holly said...

what was the medical issue?

agreed on the wealthy thing.

mom didn't let us wear holey jeans to school. so maybe I'm just carrying on her train of thought?

I just don't want Trevan to look like a total vagabond when he goes to school. He'll only wear stupid character t-shirts that Candi buys him, and his hair always looks messy, so pair that with holey jeans and we've got a vagabond. I try not to be concerned with what other people think, including his teachers, but I just can't let the holey jeans thing go...

Heather said...

My mother didn't either. I justify it by saying it's the style now . . . And I do insist on brushed hair and no character shirts, so that helps on that end. But I am about to actually stop Sophie from wearing holey jeans now that she is getting older. Seems worse to me on an older kid, like it's a style statement or something. Now if I could just get the energy to go shopping . . .

Marina and Samuel both were going almost non-stop. M - every 5 minutes and S - every 20 or so. So with Marina the rash was so bad that the docs were consulting about it the hallway (as opposed to in front of me), and talking to UVA specialists. Prescriptions, blood work, insane diaper changing procedure, my sanity gone. Samuel's rash was just normal terrible, since I saw it coming due to my prior experience. But his episode lasted longer, about 2 months, whereas Marina's was 3 weeks. Remember Pipestem? THat's the main reason I got a hotel. He was still recovering, and I need a sink so he could have some proper diaper changes every day.
All that definitely ranked as one of the worst experiences of my life.