She's Fifty One

Happy, Happy Birthday to The Other Mother!!!!

We are bringing the baby for a visit with his teen Mom early this evening and will go out for dinner for a double celebration: The Other Mother's Birthday - AND that we don't have a fussy baby for a few hours!!! Though if last night is any indication, we are starting to see some relief for the baby's distress and our stress. He slept for 3 hours in a row!!!! Which means we did too. YIPPPEEEEE.

James has made peace with the babysitter for this past weekend's shenanagans and she is (thankfully) willing to keep sitting for us.

Learned at last night's adoption group from The Stork (our adoption worker) that Bucksquat's oldest sibling got married last week and didn't tell him. He is still reeling from learning she had moved from South Carolina to California to North Carolina (she is in the Marines) when he last thought she was in Pensacola. Nice.

I found out this morning that he already knows when he casually announed at breakfast: "Oh, I talked to my sister last night and guess what? She's married." He said it in such a way that I had to ask "how do you feel about that?" He sadly mumbled, "I don't know". He sneaks his calls to his siblings when we are out or busy or otherwise occupied. So, of course he spoke to one of his sister's while we were out. He freely divulges that he has had the call or has new info...but he sneaks the actual calls. This is foreshadowing of other sneaky behavior if you ask me...we lived with his second eldest sister's sneaky drug addictions and 8 months in rehab until it was evident that family living was too much for her to handle. I fear Bobby has those same tendencies of addiction and sneaky behaviors...ARGH.

We also learned that The Stork let a certain child's Bio-Mom know that he was videotaping/reporting his abuse (UMMMM...THANKS STORK! MOM IS ONE OF THE ABUSERS!!!!!)and that it wasn't a good time for the visits she constantly demands. Visits she demands but does not have legal rights to. She calls The Stork and demands that the child be brought to one of her regularly scheduled monthly visits with the other siblings. The poor Stork then calls us to relay the message and gets to listen to me rant and rave. Fun cycle of dysfunctionality. What was the point of the adoption agreement if she tries to stretch it. I will be sending her regular letter (twice a year) and will be stringly cautioning her to stick to the agreement. Which means use the post office, not The Stork, to relay letters ONLY, 5 times a year (in response to our 2 letters and she may independently write at Christmas, Easter and Birthday...5 letters, not demanding phone calls each month.

ARGGHHHHHH.