Get a life people!

So I just read this news story on yahoo news. It's about 2 submarines that collided in the middle of the ocean. People are freaking out, checking the shore for evidence that nothing did leak out of the subs, blah blah blah. Seriously people this is such a freak thing it's ridiculous. A meteor is more likely to fall on your Buick while your already late for a doctors appointment than for this to happen again. Do they not realize how big the oceans are? That these things travel at different depths? Do they realize that the entire point of a submarine is to travel S-L-O-W-L-Y and quietly to not be detected! Next thing they will want every submarine to have a GPS locator on it so that other subs know where they are defeating the entire point of having them. I'm waiting for someone to find an injured duck and say that it was because these subs collided at the bottom of the ocean that this animal is injured.

Hearbroken by a single phone call

I just got a call from my former foster daughter. My heart hurts so unbelievably bad right now!

Background: She is 4 days younger than my bio son and if I could I would adopt her in a heartbeat. She was moved from my home with her sister because they must keep siblings together at all costs so they could keep their sibling bond. Nevermind that the older sister was hurting my sweet baby and that she was more bonded to me and my son than her sister and her sister is incapable of bonding with anyone. So she was moved, then they split up the siblings because her sister hurt her in a way that children's services couldn't deny the abuse. The my poor baby was moved with an aunt who lost custody of her and again she went to another foster home and moved again with her bio dad until bio dad's new wife decided she didn't like her and she entered back into foster care. So if your counting from my home she was moved 5 times from the time she left my home in 6 short months! My poor baby wants nothing more than to come back and home and I want nothing more than for this to happen also. I've had several placements and none of them have touched my heart like this one. It was like she was meant to be here. Well the state of Michigan won't cooperate and let her move back here with me. She was adopted last year by very loving people. People who were willing to give her up if it meant her coming back here with me because they too could see that is where she belonged. In the end I begged them to keep her because there was no way I could let my baby be moved to yet another family and I knew these people were good people and love her very much and that the stupid state wouldn't allow her to come back here where she belongs.

I just got a phone call from my sweet baby. It was such a simple sentence, but one that hit me in the stomach like a sucker punch. "Mommy when can I come back home?" What do I tell this child who is only 4 years old about the situation she is in. How do you tell her that her adoptive parents love her very much, that I love her also, but that the system designed to protect her won't allow her to come back home because I don't live in their state and aren't one of their foster homes. How to I explain to her the injustice she has suffered? If dfs had just allowed her to stay with me to begin with when her sister was just starting to hurt her that her skull wouldn't have been fractured, that I would have been able to fight her being moved to her aunts house, that I would have been able petition for adoption and she wouldn't have had to move 5 more times to finally be adopted by parents who while they are awesome and I couldn't ask for anything more just don't feel like her parents.

My heart hurts so bad, the tears are flowing and it literally feels like someone has kidnapped my child. Her adoptive parents know how she feels, they wish she was here but know it can't happen and listened to my pleads that they keep her and adopt. They adopted knowing that this child doesn't belong with them. They adopted knowing that I'm her mommy and that she is very bonded to me. They adopted after I pleaded with them to please keep her, love her, make sure she is safe, provide her medical care and understand that this system is broken. That conversation was so unbelieably hard for me, but I knew it was the best solution to the problem. I was so teriffied that if they didn't adopt she could hit yet another home, and perhaps I wouldn't have any contact with her after that. These people adopted a child who doesn't want to be with them because she knows where home is. Yes she calls them mommy and daddy, she thankfully doesn't have full blown RAD, but she does have some expected attachment issues. I have no idea how this family handles when she asks to call her mommy. I don't know how they handle when I see her and she stops calling her mom mommy and starts using her first name when I'm around. I don't know how they handle seeing the bond with me and yet still love her so much. I truly couldn't ask for better parents for her, they love her so fully and unconditionally, but I know it pains her mom to know that her child just doesn't really belong with her. Her mom has told me so many times how she belongs here with me, how she can see it and she feels like no matter what this will always be the case. I hurt for them, I hurt for my baby, and I hurt for all of the other kids in the system who have endured the same thing!

Thank you S for keeping my baby safe! Thank you for loving her so fully, thank you for giving her permenancy, thank you for allowing me to talk to her and see her, thank you for every hug you give her, thank you for every kiss on her forehead and for every "I love you", thank you for being my babies mommy. There are no words that can describe the gratitude I feel for you and your husband for taking my baby and loving her so fully. She will always be my baby, I will always be her mommy, but you are also her mommy. I hope one day she realizes how much she is loved, I hope one day she realizes how lucky she is to have you and your husband, how wonderful you are and what a great life she has because of you!

Stuffy drawers and closets

If your house is anything like mine and built more than say 15 or so years ago I'm sure you notice when you open some of your cabinets and drawers that they just don't smell fresh. They don't smell particularly bad per say, but there is a definite smell that hits you. Well the built in drawers in my closet are like this! I open them and I get a whiff of the previous owners, mothballs from about 40 years ago and no matter what I can't get rid of the smell. I tried scrubbing them, taking them outside to air out, the smell is stuck in the wood. I spent about a year trying to figure out what to do about it and now I have the answer!!!

Tea Bags! Yep you read that correctly. Apple Spice tea bags. Toss one or two of them in the closet or drawer of your choosing and every time you open it it will smell yummy. I have one hanging in every closet in my house, and in every drawer that I don't use often. Even when I take the tea bags out of the drawers and closets apparently the wood has soaked up that smell instead of what it smelled like before. YUM!

They also work great for a quick room freshener. You know those times when you want your house to smell yummy in a hurry. Candles are nice, but they take awhile to get the full smell in your home. Boil a tea bag in a pot on the stove and your entire house will smell good in less than 10 minutes! I LOVE it when my house smells good.

Finally

Been a long week around here.

I finally finished the last of my cleaning/organizing and feel so much better. Well that is until I walk back into my living room and notice that the worm has scattered his entire toy box all over the floor. So much for my house being totally clean, it was nice the entire 10 minutes that it lasted though. I figure if I just avoid that room I can live in denial for a bit longer. What are the chances that I can stay away from my living room for say 3 months?

The worm was sick, I mean super sick. He stopped talking and was only grunting and saying "ouch" and "go away" with the occasional "mommy help". Poor kid got a really bad stomach virus. He's better now, he's really hungry though from not eating for a few days, then going on the brat diet for 24 hours to give his belly a break that he scarfed down 3 waffles and 2 sandwiches already today.

Job hunt, why o why does it have to be this difficult? Seriously I'm skilled in healthcare, this isn't a field that goes south when the economy does the sick people are still going to be sick and yet no job in sight.

The dogs, O the lovely dogs! Gidget is driving me nuts!!!!! The chewing, the whining, Ahhhh puppies suck! She doesn't chew when I'm around, but the very second I leave the room she has found something to chew on. I tell her no, she cowars and walks away and then 10 seconds later I find the exact same item back in her mouth again. (and people wonder why I call her 10 second tom). She is so nervous all the time, I've never seen a dog that is this much of a chicken. She has some seperation anxiety and the very second I leave the house she whines. If someone drives down the road she again whines. I'm use to very dominant dogs, that is all I had growing up, Rocco is definatly a dominant dog, but this submissive, whining, nervous thing is totally new terittory for me!

That's about it for the updates. I'm going to appologize now for being boring and writting this post for you all to read even though I've just sucked up your time with nonsense.

Stupid snow!

I'm so sick of the snow already, it doesn't go away it just continues to blow right back over the roads. I would say I would like to live in the south, but there are far too many bugs and other critters you would have to worry about. Then you get into some parts of the south where you can't swim in the lakes and ponds because of gators, that to me sounds like torture! More torture than the snow!

The worm does it again

So my 4 year old says the best things! I keep him around for cheap entertainment. They say the best cure for anything is laughter, well he has me falling off my chair laughing 100 times a day.

Garage Sale:
Grandma asked mom when she was planning on having a garage sale this year? The worm looked at grandma and said "why would anyone sell a perfectly good garage?"

Our new president:
After the inauguration I asked the worm who our new president was and he told me Rocco Bama. I tried several times to explain to him that his name is Barack Obama but it didn't matter. When you have a dog named Rocco it's just too easy to say Rocco Bama instead of Barack Obama.

I then tried to explain to him that the Obama's were moving into the white house. The worm informs me that "people don't live there mommy that is an office building like where my papa works". I explained that there are offices and living spaces in that building. He looked me dead in my eye and said "mommy your lying if they lived there where would they put the noble office?" I explained that it's the Oval office and he informs me that rooms can't be shaped like that and that I'm again lying to him because he knows it's the noble office because you have to be noble to work there. (I think we need to stop messing with the boy because he always assumes we are lying to him).

Then the best part.......
My mom asked him who the president was and again he replied Rocco Bama. My step dad who is a die hard republican asked him "what happend to the last president?"

The worms response....... O it's so wonderful!!

"He's an idiot!"

When asked why he is an idiot the worm said "If he wasn't an idiot he wouldn't have lost his job".

How to make a new boob

So my mama dos (my best friends mom) had breast cancer last year. They took her boob off and then gave her a tummy tuck and used that skin and fat to make her a new boob. First of all the plastic surgeon... o my goodness he's gorgeous! I mean model hot!! And nice, and friendly, and makes alot of money. Hmmm the daydreams you could have about that man. Well until you realize he's gay so there really isn't any hope unless I magically spout a penis. Anyways, so they did mama dos tummy tuck and made her a new boob. When she went in she wrote on her good boob "I'm with stupid" and an arrow pointing to the breast they were suppose to operate on. She just didn't want to get them all confused and have them take off the wrong breast because she doesn't have enough fat for 2 tummy tucks. Well it made the entire operating room burst out laughing when they took her gown off. Anyways, we went 3 weeks ago to have her areola tattooed on and seriously made the tattoo guy blush. Who would have known asking to have an areola put onto your body would make someone who pierces vagina's blush. Anyways, tomorrow she goes to have her new nipple inserted. Yep, you read that correctly. They make prostetic nipples. Who would have konwn! I asked her if she could get me it's mate because they should sell them in pairs right? She smacked me upside the back of my head!