As of last Sunday, M&M has been with The Queen and I for one year. Time has absolutely flown by. It seems like yesterday that I was getting up with her in the middle of the night to give her bottles and snuggle up with her on the loveseat in the TV room. There is just something calming and peaceful about a small child trusting you enough to fall asleep in your arms, and there is still nothing I like more than to snuggle up with her on my chest in the TV room...she just covers a little more real estate now. .
Speaking of covering more real estate, we were going through a huge amount of "old" baby clothes from the last year to give to a friend of a friend. We found her preemie and newborn clothes. She was so tiny, tiny, TINY! I truly wish I could post then and now photos, but that will have to wait a little longer. She was barely a handful, but she has made up for lost time. She is two months younger than The Banshee, but they are all but the same size.
Mini Me and The Banshee are still with us and likely to remain so through mid March when the next hearing is scheduled in their case. In the meantime, I have to suppress the urge to dope slap their bio parents who seem to be intent on having one dumb ass attack after another.
First, they lost out on leasing a pretty decent mobile home for a reasonable monthly rent just down the street from family because they didn't get a lease nailed down in writing. They had been trying to work off the deposit by performing the painting and make ready work for the land lady. Well, land lady's son needed a place to stay for some reason. Guess who won that one. The land lady did at least offer them $400 for the work they had performed.
Then, they reverted back to their prior idiocy by giving The Banshee Dr Pepper in a sippy cup. Hello??? Anyone in there??? Mini Me has not freaking teeth because you disolved them using highly acidic carbonated sodas and other sugary junk food all because you don't have the skills to parent and never learned how to say NO!!
There is more drama involved that I will not report here because it would elevate my blood pressure beyond reasonable limits, and I've been enjoying a period of relative calm of late. It just angers and frustrates me that I can almost script out the path those kids lives will take in the future; and, unfortunately, none of it is pretty. Needless to say, I cannot wait to be out of the foster care system.
I wanna go back home and snuggle up with M&M now.
Praying for you, your patience, your sanity, and those kids.
ReplyDeleteI let the imp and the pixie have a little bit of root beer once in a while, when we're out to eat anyway. They don't get soda at any other time, but chug lots of water and about two gallons of chocolate milk per week between the two of them (imp is four, pixie is two). The pixie is having trouble cutting the last four molars, so I've been letting her have as much chocolate milk as she'll drink, because she doesn't want to eat much (besides crackers, cheesy crackers, apples, and Veggie Straws). Other than that, they get water.
And I really don't get the "can't say no" thing...I sometimes feel like I don't say anything other than "no, you can't have/do/throw that."
HH, I am normally a very patient person as The Queen would testify to but for the fact she never reads here despite it being her idea in the first place. On the other hand, I have a very low tolerance for BS and epic idiocy. We allow real juices (not the sugared up pseudo juices), milk and water. A very rare treat of lemonade or Sprite is allowed on special occasions. Milk and chocolate milk are okay. At least the chocolate milk has some food value.
DeleteI get the low tolerance for BS. I've got that, too--in spades. It's why I pray for your patience and sanity: there's too much stupid around to make it easy.
Delete(I let the kids have juice...sometimes. It causes both of them to get the runs, which is okay for the imp, who's potty trained, but causes even more problems for the pixie, who isn't.)
HH, I'll take all the prayers I can get. Sorry to hear about the kids' juice intolerance. You might check on the vitamin c content. High C can cause diarrhea.
DeleteIt is sad that you know what's going to happen with Mini Me and The Banshee.
ReplyDeleteBut I'm super super happy for you and the Queen and M&M.
GunDiva, yep. That's our biggest problem right now is the heart break of KNOWING what their lives will be like if they go back home. They are good kids with tons of potential. The Banshee is super smart for her age; and, with the right guidance would go far. Mini Me has a heart of gold, but he is going to take a strong parent to motivate him scholastically and otherwise. My biggest concerns for him are that he needs a firm hand to keep him out of trouble. I can easily foresee him having run ins with the law as well as girl troubles when he is older.
DeleteYou can not save everyone, even though it's what you are wired to do. M and M could not have better parents and she is blessed beyond belief. I thank the Lord every day for the parents that took my brother and I from bad situations, healed us and make us their own.
ReplyDeleteYou are indeed all special people.
Merry Christmas to you and the Queen.
Brigid, no, you can not save everyone. We will have to content ourselves with saving the one while praying for the others. We greatly appreciate all the encouragement.
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