I love this little guy! I am so grateful actually that he has something real wrong with him. Both ears are infected and 2 of his molars are coming in; which means that he is not sleep much; he is taking lots of tylenol and we are all trying to survive the tantrums etc, until he gets better. Whine, whine!!! His black eye is looking better and he can see out of it now. I am glad that it is not the terrible 2's coming to stay. The doctor today thought I was crazy.
Monday, June 27, 2011
his hair is so big! and all that drool...love him.
The house was really homey and well decorated. We felt right at home and had everything we needed; even a play area for the baby. He would not play there without me, whined, cried and threw tantrums but we all survived. Plus it was great to chat with families and enjoy some good food. It were really glad to be able to make it happen.
On hot days we swim in the backyard. I put together a very funny video of this afternoon but Chris thinks a naked baby swimming is inappropriate for the web. so sorry!
Baby K is teething his molers. Which has been truly testing my patience. I know is this really note worthy but ah! I cannot walk out of the room without a full on tantrum. Baby K is not a crier either so you know it is a big deal when he is screaming. It has been non-stop for 2 weeks. He is not sleeping through the night any more and I am out of ideas. So tired.
In other news we got a call last week for a 26 month old little girl who needed a place to stay for a few weeks until her foster parents returned home. Chris and I were really excited to have a playmate for Baby K. At least for a few weeks. We were told she would come Monday so we had everything set up for her and last minute they called to say in fact, no she would be going home to her momma. Which is a good thing I know. But we were sad. Plus I am not sure that anyone was going to tell us. Chris called and called and finally got a hold of the caseworker just to comfirm her dropoff time and she then informed us oh no she will not be coming. Seriously, this is one of many reasons why normal people do not do foster care. So frustrating! I know for them it is a job but for us it becomes and well really is our life.
I felt awful but baby K somehow pulled a chair onto himself and now has a great big bump. Poor kid has had a rough few weeks.
Sunday I was asked to give a talk and it was my week to teach gospel doctrine. It was a really busy week of preparation and I was grateful for the time spent studying. My topic was desire. Which I really struggled with and I think that is why I learned so much. I am just glad it is all over and I enjoyed a long nap Sunday afternoon.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
I mean! These 2...they are just too funny together.
We were so happy to see them and glad they could join us for a quick weekend. We stayed up way too late and played way too much but it was worth it. Great friends, great people and good times. I am determined to make it Boston before the summer is over.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
I love these next pictures! so funny-this is the local minor league baseball team's mascot.
and the baby's face when he actually saw him!
a little swimming...
more splash pads + parks....
lots of walks, runs, gardening and just hanging outside...
Friday, June 10, 2011
The baby loves books! He is so sweet to carry book after, book and sit himself down for you to read to him. And if it is a favorite you will have to read it over and over. really cute!
And our iris plant exploded this year so we split it up and now have iris' all over the yard! fun.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
well the short of it is..."I am just not pregnant any more." We never really get all the details but that is what we know. No baby, no sibling.....
We are really just treading water because things have not really changed. The county is waiting to write the TPR until the neuropyshic evaluation is done so we just wait.
Visits are 4 times a week, one hour each and they seem to have little affect on the baby. I rarely even see bio mom.