My last post was a downer huh? Well, my sweet and charming husband gave in...we didn't get to boating BUT we did make it out to my friends camp site. We ate, played corn hole and enjoyed some drinks while all the kids played.
There were 9 kids there. The oldest 2 just finished kindergarten. The youngest was Baby Bam. The kids had a blast, as did the adults. The Bug and I ended up spending the night in Amy's new camper. Seth and Bam went home with hopes of coming back the next morning to hang on the lake, no such luck. It rained. It's raining now. We have had the rainiest (is that a word) spring. Oh well. My grass and flowers are doing really well.
So, as of my last post looking back, we were petrified. This was a very real reality. The Bug was likely leaving us, losing her back to the very life she came from - the one she was taken from.
We knew what this life meant for The Bug. We didn't know what it meant for us and our future and at that time it didn't matter. Yes, we would be devastated, but it wasn't about US. It was about THE BUG, and C. C was still on the run. She was no where to be found. The reality was, we probably only had only a few days left with The Bug but much bigger than that, she had only a few days left with us.
She was just getting caught up on her immunizations, since she had received none since birth. She was gaining weight, and thriving, but was still having trouble with wheezing and breathing. The thought of her going back to a very smokey house scared the hell out of us. Who would give her the much needed breathing treatments she required? How would the smoking effect her health? I was scared. We were scared.
We would call The Bug's GAL but would get nothing. She was off and on. One day she would act like we were her best friends and the next day she would be short and curt with us. I didn't get it. It was very odd.
Her DCS worker seemed to be on The Bug's side (which also happened to be ours), and that was good but then she decided to quit talking to us. It truly was strange. We wondered, and we stressed and we talked it through, but just got more and more confused. We didn't have clear answers and we didn't understand, but we knew what was at stake.
We understood by now her family situation. We knew details and heard stories. We lived the results of the clear neglect. We lived the reality first hand in several occasions. This was no place for a baby, or a child. We were so scared. We prayed, we cried, we didn't sleep. We held her close. Little did we know that this was the very bitter beginning of the fight of our lives.
A few days before court we got a phone call. Court would be postponed. Violet's boyfriend, Tom had died. He had a heart attack and was gone. Violet was devastated. We too were sad for her. He had just been in court a few days ago. Now he was gone. Court would be postponed until JANUARY. This meant at least 2 more months with The Bug. This meant two more months for C to appear. This meant 2 more months of other dysfunctional family coming out of the woodwork. This meant two more months of DCS searching for other family to take The Bug. This was their job. We knew that... and we were SCARED TO DEATH!!!!
We were beyond HAPPY to be spending the holidays with with The Bug What a wonderful holiday season this was going to be. -Well Sort Of - soon, we would have another foster baby join us, just a few months younger than The Bug. This was going to be interesting. To say the least, it kept us VERY BUSY!!
A few pics from back in that day...
Thank God for Baby Einstein!
The Bug and Baby J, waiting for Santa...
Me and Silly Baby J...
Um, Yes, this is what that 2 weeks was like... HELP!
The Family Christmas 2007
Uh Oh...Mr. Clause is MAD and he was like this for 2 Weeks. Poor Baby!
The SWEETEST LITTLE BUG IN THE WORLD!!!