Good and bad

It's been a while since I posted.. I know, I know.. Things are busy, what can I say? I think up all these blog posts (boy I can be funny in my head..) and then when I actually get a moment on the computer w/o someone whining that they need me, or the baby doesn't turn off the 'puter the minute he notices that pretty orange light (WHY put the power light right on the front at perfect level for a crawling baby?!WHY?!)- I totally forget what I was going to say.. But that happens alot to me.. I like to say that the kids just suck my brains out b/c it doesn't matter if I only gave birth to two of them, all 6 are sucking me dry.. I can be halfway thru a sentence deeply into a topic when I blink and am competely lost. No clue what I was going to say or where I might have been going.. DH always tries to prompt me with whatever I'd been saying but it leads me no where.. I dont know why he bothers anymore.. ok wait, where was I going with this??

Anyway- things are going ok in the Kingdom of Chaos (knock on wood repeately). Some better than others :

Southern Darlin' is settling in. I discovered the reason (I think) for our outbreak of major meltdowns last week and think it's taken care of.. :)

Drool Prince has decided that even though he basically completely potty trained while we were in TX, it's now cool to start going in our pants repeatedly again.. Fun times..

Baby Bug's biomom was released from prison and has begun visits. It amazes me how these kids who were removed at birth and had very little time with a bioparent can remember so much. Drool Prince was the exact same way but they just cannot stand their biomom :( She reaches out to just touch Baby Bug when I come in and he flinches away and quickly hides his head. He screams those huge cries that no sound comes out right away when I have to hand him over.. It's heartbreaking but nothign can be done. Everyone is afraid to push and give biomom ammo. So instead she requests more visits & voila - sure, whatever.. We don't care that it's tramatizing to the baby, why don't we add more.. TPR trial can not come soon enough for me.

My sandwich.

ok honestly WTF? It's been one of those days.. I can't even make a post w/o it posting on it's own. I mean Come ON! I go the title typed in and blogger says " Your blog post was published".. uhmm 'scuse me?? I didn't mean to publish so why do you publish w/o me?? Honestly?

Back to the point of the post.. We're gonna pretend like that didn't happen at all, k? mkay!

Sooo my buddy Annie , put up a good post today that really spoke to me. She was talking about the Good News Sandwich which is basically (and I'm completely paraphrasing b/c I dont want to go back and copy/paste what she said b/c that'd totally be plagerizing her but also I'm too dang lazy even though it totally would have been faster than typing all this crap out) layering the bad news with some good news. I tried doing this with my day today but quite honestly my sandwich is somehow one of those super sized mega sandwiches which would literally choke your arteries in one bite.. Let's go for it anyway shall we?

To my newest addition who is still trying to deal with all the changes and find her way in this new family :

*good*Thanks for doing such a great job today not having a fit when we left the park!
*bad*Sucks that you decided to save that for the hair salon where you decided to throw yourself on the floor multiple times after being asked to apologize to your sister for destroying her building in the play area.
*good* Good job informing me that your eyes were happy and you were all done crying now Mommy!
*bad* too bad, we were already at home b/c you had run screaming from me when you were asked to sit down and I had to carry you out of the salon w/ soaking wet hair and no hair cut for me :(
*good* Yay for you eating supper and accepting early bedtime since we all agreed that skipping nap today was probably not a good idea :)
*bad* too bad you decided that after laying down for 10mins you could get up and say Good Morning Mommy!! and then proceed to have a fit when you were informed that 10mins was not 'going to bed'
*good* Great job looking absolutely adorable and innocent once you finally fell asleep which totally made mommy want to crawl in bed and cuddle with you but I didn't b/c I did not want to wake you up and possibly start another tantrum..

Been here 8 full days now. We have had 3 major meltdowns and 1-2 mini tantrums. Completely irritated that we have to wait up to "45 days" to get medicaid approved in our state since obviously sending state medicaid doesn't work here and I want therapy NOW!! Can anyone explain to me how if play therapy is recommended a minimum of 4 times in 2yrs of casefile- why oh why is a foster parent allowed to say no? That wouldn't be allowed here..
Did I mention I have a headache? All kids sleeping- I'm going to BED!!