Deciding on sending a child off to strangers to watch is never an easy thing. Sure I know almost all the staff at our local daycare. In fact several even go to our same church. I trust these people, as much as I'd trust anyone. And that, is the problem. I have trust issues sometimes. But I digress....
Determining it was in Missy's best interest to socialize with other cookie-munchers and not just hang out 24/7 with Meme, I made a trip to the School Readiness Office in Brandon. I was told that it was "a different world" and to be prepared. Wow... Now, I'm not uppity at all, but the side of life that was present in that office had me shaking my head. I saw skin-tight clothing that looked painted on and more BC (my pastor husband euphemism for butt-crack) than I care to see in a life time. I heard momma's cussing at 2 year olds and overheard iphone conversations peppered with "f..." this and "f... NO!"
Not cool.....
Also I was warned to get there early....like 6:30 am. So I did, thinking that I would be setting there all by myself until they opened till 7:30. Au contraire.....
I find myself 13th in line behind people who have obviously been there before! They have lawn chairs, coolers of food (seriously) and the ever-present iPhones streaming cartoons... or something, to their little people. Oh my goodness!
Seven-twenty-nine (and a half). The blinds are raised and the countdown is on......30 seconds, 29, 28, 27.... Seriously they were watching the hands tick to the 7:30 mark.
We filed in, signed in and took a number. ... and sat and waited.
It was like they took pleasure in making you wait. Not a nice person in the bunch, they were all short tempered and grouchy. Not the way I wanted to start my day, especially since I had been up since 5:00am!
It's right here that I need to stop and ask God to help me with my patience. Really....right here...
and this is what I found:
Ephesians 4:2-3
2 Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love. 3 Make every effort to keep yourselves united in the Spirit, binding yourselves together with peace.
I stopped to pray for the employees here. They have lives outside of here and maybe they need extra prayer. The work they do is underappreciated by the sound of all of the disgruntled patron assembled. It was a loud work enviornment and everytime they called a name they had to do it over someones loud voice or screaming kids. I wouldn't have wanted to work there.
I ask the Lord for patience and he gives me all kinds of opportunities to hone that personality trait. Maybe I shouldn't ask for it so much.
Monday, April 9, 2012
Friday, March 23, 2012
Garage Sale Fiasco OR Memorial Hospital
It's been a long day. It started out fine. Mom and dad had driven up from Fort Myers Thursday night to have a yard sale at our house. The day woke sunny and with a cool breeze...perfect to set up the yard sale. The kiddos were enjoying the outdoors and playing in the leaves and running here and there. Right after a picnic lunch of ham sandwiches and "tato ships" Oogie crawled up on grammy's lap and snuggled close. Mom called me over and said that she was concerned that Oogie was getting a cold....and it came up really quick. Her eyes looked puffy and her nose was pouring. She started coughing and sounded like a seal. Wheezing started soon after and then a fever..... I decided that I needed to get her to the doctor....right away. I called our FDS* and let them know that I was headed to an after hours clinic. After stopping at two different ones that wouldn't take her form of medicaid I decided to head to the hospital.
Three hours, an x-ray and breathing treatment later, we headed home with the diagnosis of an upper respiratory infection. This is becoming a reoccurring problem that might need to be addressed with her primary care doctor.
Three hours, an x-ray and breathing treatment later, we headed home with the diagnosis of an upper respiratory infection. This is becoming a reoccurring problem that might need to be addressed with her primary care doctor.
Monday, February 13, 2012
COME ON People....
I know that there is a big controversy over vacinations and flu shots... but at the risk of adding to the fray.....
This is just irresponsible! If you want to be a parent, be a parent. I am a bit frustrated right now. I just took Baby M. to the doctor and this is what I found out!
Notice all the pink! OVERDUE! What have you been doing? Obviously not caring for your child as a responsible mother. If you take the stand of being "for" vacinations, then do it! If you don't, on ethical, religious or other reasons, that's fine too. But the fact that you "started", but not followed through....well that just makes me plum crazy.
Ok, off the rant right now....stepping off the soapbox...
In other news, the babies are doing very well. They are adjusting. Baby M. is definately a "daddy's girl" and I'm content to snuggle the "little man".
Why does everything take so L.O.N.G.
I am still waiting for our Case Manager to change Baby M's primary care doctor so I can take her to the doctor and catch up on the shots that she is so far behind on. It seems like everytime I contact the CM she has another excuse. I understand that a lot of work goes into being a Case Manager but there is a "baby" connected to all of these files!! It's been over a month since we took in Baby M and STILL NO PRIMARY CARE DOCTOR....
Yet those who wait for the LORD Will gain new strength; They will mount up with wings like eagles, They will run and not get tired, They will walk and not become weary.
Isaiah 40:31
I try to be patient, I really do, but sometimes I think God called me to this life so He could TEACH me patience! Every day it's something else. I get so aggrevated in my mind. Self-talk tells me that maybe I shouldn't do this...I'm not cut out for it. But then I look at these sweet innocent souls and realize if not me, who? I'm not perfect but my heart is in the right place. God can use this and I can find his strength in my weakness.
On another note, I had a great photo session with a family at the Beach. (yes, I have another life - as a photographer) If you want to see some of my work visit New Hope Photography
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Toothie Tales....Or Baby's first dentist appointment
Baby M went to her first dentist appointment today! Thanks to Dr. Mike at Mcilwain Dentistry
Check them out! Great dentist, wonderful staff!!
Check them out! Great dentist, wonderful staff!!
Good news....no cavities! Registered Friends
Friday, January 27, 2012
Welcome home Baby Boy
I got an unexpected call yesterday from placement. Our baby boy was ready to be released and they wanted to know if we could be prepared to pick him up today. Last night I scurried around to prepare to bring Baby Boy home. I had been told that it would probably be 2-6 weeks before he would be ready so we were totally unprepared. I pulled up CraigsList on the computer and did a search for baby cribs. Every one I called was "sold". Finally someone called me back that had an available crib. Baazing!...yes I love BBT
Of course it was 9:00 at night and she wouldn't be home the next morning. She said that she was driving home from Sarasota and wouldn't be home till around 10:00. Desperate I told her if she was willing, I would come and see it then. So, at 10:15 last night I loaded up a crib in the back of my van. The lady was so nice. She had been a foster parent and when I told her that was why I wanted the crib, she gave me sheets and some preemie clothing that she had.
We were ready.....
I arrived at the hospital and waited while a car seat test was administered. This was done because Baby boy was still considered a preemie and weighed only a little over 5 pounds. The test was to determine if he could handle a ride in the car seat for the ride home. He passed with flying colors and I got him dress to bring him home.
The nurse came in to give me discharge instructions. All the typical stuff....after all, it had only been 32 years since I had taken a baby home from the hospital. Things couldn't have changed that much. ;0)
As she was reading the instructions, she got to the part regarding "post-partum activities".... "Now you must wait 6 weeks for for sex" she says.....Seriously???? I asked...."You realize that I did not birth this baby"..... (remember I am in my 50's) ....now that I THINK about it, maybe she meant I would not have TIME for sex now....
Without a pause she goes on to the next line of her form..... and I mentally shake my head...
She then calls for a wheelchair. Again....Seriously???? I tell her that I can walk but if she needs to we can wheel the baby down to the car. Nope! Procedure..... and so I get wheeled down through the hospital lobby carrying a newborn baby and people stare. Oh boy, do they stare...
I'm sure I'm the sight... I imagine whispers of "Did you see how old that lady was...what in the world was she thinking....the nerve of some people. Ok, maybe I need to be not so paranoid...haha!!
Well, another chapter of this fostering life has started, can't wait to see where it takes us.
Of course it was 9:00 at night and she wouldn't be home the next morning. She said that she was driving home from Sarasota and wouldn't be home till around 10:00. Desperate I told her if she was willing, I would come and see it then. So, at 10:15 last night I loaded up a crib in the back of my van. The lady was so nice. She had been a foster parent and when I told her that was why I wanted the crib, she gave me sheets and some preemie clothing that she had.
We were ready.....
I arrived at the hospital and waited while a car seat test was administered. This was done because Baby boy was still considered a preemie and weighed only a little over 5 pounds. The test was to determine if he could handle a ride in the car seat for the ride home. He passed with flying colors and I got him dress to bring him home.
The nurse came in to give me discharge instructions. All the typical stuff....after all, it had only been 32 years since I had taken a baby home from the hospital. Things couldn't have changed that much. ;0)
As she was reading the instructions, she got to the part regarding "post-partum activities".... "Now you must wait 6 weeks for for sex" she says.....Seriously???? I asked...."You realize that I did not birth this baby"..... (remember I am in my 50's) ....now that I THINK about it, maybe she meant I would not have TIME for sex now....
Without a pause she goes on to the next line of her form..... and I mentally shake my head...
She then calls for a wheelchair. Again....Seriously???? I tell her that I can walk but if she needs to we can wheel the baby down to the car. Nope! Procedure..... and so I get wheeled down through the hospital lobby carrying a newborn baby and people stare. Oh boy, do they stare...
I'm sure I'm the sight... I imagine whispers of "Did you see how old that lady was...what in the world was she thinking....the nerve of some people. Ok, maybe I need to be not so paranoid...haha!!
Well, another chapter of this fostering life has started, can't wait to see where it takes us.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
There is a BABY BROTHER?!?!?
I got a call today from Placement asking if we would be willing to take Oogie's little brother. A quick calculation made me ask, "Baby Brother...How old is he??? She's barely a year old!?"
Well....I found out that Oogie was taken into custody the night that Baby Boy was born. He was born to a mom who was on drugs at the time of delivery and an emergency shelter was needed for Oogie, Now that the new baby was getting closer to release from the hospital they wanted to know if we would take him. We have been told that it could be another 2 - 6 weeks before he is fully weaned off the drugs. After a quick talk and prayer with hubby we decided that though we weren't "thinking" two babies, God would take care of the details and we would keep the siblings together. Now we just wait till he's well enough to "come home".
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