Baby did NOT go home last week as planned. Yeah. I'm exhausted from riding this particular emotional roller coaster. Mom's new apartment on the other side of the state had fleas. Could happen to any of us. She and the boy were bitten up from sleeping on the floor the first night in their new apt. Then she moved to her sister's couch and bombed the apt but developed a serious case of hives when she went back to the apt to get some clothes. Serious hives - requiring a hospital emergency room visit. In addition to the flea bites, she was swollen with hives everywhere. Poor thing. So we don't know if the hives are from the flea bomb or mold or mildew or who knows what in the new apt...so Mom and brother are not in the apt yet and the baby can't go until they get this all straightened out. Everything is still in trash bags/boxes at the new apt because she could not go back in the apt to even unpack. So now we are thinking maybe this Thursday is the new departure date. ARGH.
Meanwhile Bobby was away at a school field trip for 4 days last week so The Other Mother and I took advantage of our almost child-free time and drove to the other side of the state for a few days for some much needed down time and so baby could visit her Bio-Mom (who, as it turns out, was too swollen and itchy and sleepy from her medicines to enjoy much of anything...) We enjoyed our days away and took baby to the ocean where she practiced her sitting up skills and played with the sand. Pure Bliss!!!!!
We Heard from AK (as in Average Kid. Really. We really thought he was just average.) who is LOVING his new foster home which is much, much closer to all the craziness and drama and lies and pregnant teens and his Mom's imaginary terminal cancer and...... whatever the heck else they have going on in his old home town. Seriously. He has called us and is doing well, likes the other teens at the new house and is happy with his new school (which is the same regional middle school where CAL now goes!!!! So at least he knew someone at school....)
Just so you don't think we are completely insane for what I am about to tell you - we ARE able to say NO. Really. It seems like we don't - but we do. You need to know that this past week, we actually said NO to several calls for foster placements: a sibling group of three kids:4, 9 and 13, a brother and sister 9 & 12, and a 6 year old girl....but we finally said YES to a call for a 13 year old boy...I know. I know. What were we thinking?? We can't help that we are drawn to providing foster care for teen boys...we like stinky, noisy, hungry, loud, goofy, awkward, boisterous, busy, adolescent boys. Can't help it.
Anyhow - he arrived late last night. Tired. Hungry. Shy. Nervous. Grateful.
I'd be happy to tell you more about him once we get to know him!
On the agenda for today is getting that boy some clothes (for sleeping he wore my pajama bottoms and The Other Mother's T shirt), going to a horse show down the street and attending the finals of a commmunity basketball tournament before heading home for some grilled steak and a kickin' game of Bananagrams!!!
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Fleas. Ick. They can be such a challenge to get rid of. Hope all goes well and can't wait to hear about your new addition.
ReplyDeleteSorry you're on a rollercoaster. Sorrier for poor Bio-Mom. I sure hope they can get that place sorted out and healthy for her and especially the baby!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, what gives with the calls? We're just as crazy and have told them we are open! You can have the boys- we'll pick up the other side. GOOD LUCK with the newbie!