ok, so I am going to take a different approach with this, and try to focus more on day to day life, with some longer, story stuff tossed in when I have time.
High point-S picking some weeds in the yard and running up to give them to me, while yelling "Happy Birthday Mommy, Happy Special Mommy's Day". It isn't my birthday or Mother's Day, but it was the first time he brought me flowers. I almost cried. Then I gave them back to him and said "Happy Birthday S, Happy Special S Day".
Low Point-it is so bloody hot. It was 92 degrees, in the house, today. Naptime was the best, because we were in the air conditioned bedroom. But Q hates the heat, and cried in the terrible, end of the world way. He did this anytime he got too warm, which was often in this heat. And anytime he cried like that, S would get all upset, trying to tell him"Q, Q, it's ok, Mommy will help" Then he would cover his ears and cry himself. Too much for me, that's for sure.
O's mother called today. It has been almost 6 weeks since she last called. Maybe more. And there is always a reason. I lost the number. Things have been crazy. How can you lose your 14 year old child's phone number? How can things be so crazy that you can't find the time or motivation to call your own child? And this will wreck O up, and she will be pissy and mad over the next week or so. Because it is too much for a 14 year old to deal with. I try to pretend that we can get through the next 4 years without anymore potential drama with her family. And after that, tell them to fuck off and just be done with it. I guess time will tell, right?
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