This blog is my place to vent and share resources with other parents of children of trauma. I try to be open and honest about my feelings in order to help others know they are not alone. Therapeutic parenting of adopted teenagers with RAD and other severe mental illnesses and issues (plus "neurotypical" teens) , is not easy, and there are time when I say what I feel... at the moment. We're all human!
Showing posts with label whining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whining. Show all posts

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Hubby doesn't want to come home

Life is too crazy around here as usual.

Ponito is still working on paying back his "fine" (has to pay back double the $10 he made) for selling porn to the neighbor's 10 year old.

Bear is ungrounded almost completely except for 3 more days of not being allowed to talk to his girlfriend because they lied about her father dying so she could come over while Bear was still grounded. After several doctor's appointments, the good news is he doesn't have a hernia! The bad news is he has protein in his urine that they can't explain (so for 24 hours he gets to collect his urine in a jug - thank goodness he is old enough to handle this himself!).

Bob is now 13... 'nough said.

Kitty is still waiting for insurance approval for admission to residential treatment.

I am still a stay at home mom so I can keep Kitty and everyone calm and regulated - and take everyone to the therapists and doctor's office (last couple of days that's averaged 3 visits a day). The bad news for me is I'm sitting on my tuckus messing with my computer all day and all night (insomnia) and I now weigh over 200+lbs. Last time I weighed this much I lost 40lbs in the next 3 days and gained my beautiful daughter, Bob. *sigh* The good news is I now have the time to do aerobics every day.

I'll have to get a picture of the whole crew doing aerobics. My 4 children, my niece (age 7) and nephew (age 10), and my mom (won't tell you her age! ;) ). We were all working out to Richard Simmons, but Bear insisted that Richard is too gay, and he can't handle it. My personal theory is he doesn't like the fact that he is not very coordinated and has trouble following along.

So today we tried Gilad. You canNOT say that Gilad looks gay! You can however say that his sessions are very HIGH impact and much harder than Richard's. The girls all dropped out. The little boys did pretty well (they're pretty active and wiry). Bear hung in there, but he couldn't do the steps right, and I'm betting he'll be sore tonight. He insists it's Gilad or nothing though. Tomorrow I'll have the girls do Richard and I'll teach the boys how to modify Gilad to low impact.
You can definitely tell Bear and Kitty have got some coordination issues and problems with their brain wiring. Kitty is also very overweight (mostly due to the medications). The girls had their well checks yesterday and Kitty weighs less than 1lb more than Bob. Bob is over 5 inches taller!
Hubby is still sane (though I don't know how) with as little sleep as he gets from all the stress. He found out today that we're being sued by a former employee for backpay (we owe it to several, but so far so good on the others), add that to me being sued by a former client, and that's a lot of bad news. We've talked about bankruptcy, but don't know if we can afford the lawyer. Hubby is as honest as the day is long and doesn't want to welch on anything. I don't either, but I'm trying to be practical.
The property for the business is officially foreclosed on, but we do not have to be out just yet. Our new rented office space will be ready on Monday. We've been packing... slowly. It's hard to do because I don't feel comfortable leaving the kids (even with Grandma). I'm so upset that Nebraska is dragging their feet on this. Kitty should have been almost out by now!
I hardly ever answer the phone anymore. Almost every call is a debt collector or an agency offering to negotiate debt solutions. I spend most of my time on the computer, but between the new website I'm helping start, all the blogs I read (245+ blog posts I was behind on) 125+ e-mails, and 3 pages here... even when I stay up until 5:30am (did I mention my meds don't help with my insomnia) I can't seem to catch up.
I don't blame Hubby for not wanting to come home. I wish I had a magic wand that could fix everything. OK, enough whining! Going to crawl into the bathtub with a trashy romance novel and pretend I don't have kids!

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

The good - I got more done this weekend then usual.

The bad - because my internet access was down.

The ugly - Me after being unable to blog all weekend!


The good - my shingles are almost gone!

The bad - I finished off my anti-viral medication this morning, and half the family has the flu

The ugly - VOMIT - Hubby and Bob were vomiting all last night, and this morning Ponito had a fever too!


The good - Finally finished rearranging Bob's bedroom just the way she wants it- (before she got sick!).

The bad - A friend I haven't seen in 4-5 years came to visit in the middle of it (now she knows how cluttered and disgusting my house is!)

The ugly - now I have to actually start painting - and Kitty is intensely jealous.


The good - Bob is now 5'9" and 167lbs. She looks healthy and great.

The bad - Kitty is only 5'3" and 150lbs. She looks pregnant!

The ugly - At 5'7" I am now over 190lbs and gaining. We don't have the money to buy me clothes that can accommodate my "new" bust and buttocks.


The good - my friend's daughter took 2 garbage bags full of scraps home with her!

The bad - this still left a metric ton of scraps and fabric all over the house

The ugly - in rearranging Bob's room I now have 3 huge containers of scraps with no home, and while showing the stashes to friend's daughter, tons of fabric fell out of the precarious piles on shelves and is now covering the pool table.


The good - Kitty made it through a whole session talking about Biomom and Monday's meltdown without losing it.

The bad - I realize how far she has to go when it comes to relationships.

The ugly - Kitty identified all men, but big men in particular, as "mean and evil" and any constructive feedback as "yelling and criticizing" her. - Hubby is a "big" man.


The good - We were able to borrow some money from my parents to pay for health insurance for the company (and us) covering Kitty's January trip to the psychiatric hospital.

The bad - It was probably not paid in time to keep them from cancelling our February insurance, and the parents are tapped out.

The ugly - We do not have enough money to make payroll this month, so since Hubby was home sick, I got to tell everyone.


The good - so far, staff took our inability to pay the last two weeks' paycheck and mandatory one week of unpaid vacation pretty well.

The bad - I had to tell 2 of the staff via e-mail.

The ugly - I still have to tell them about the week of unpaid vacation tomorrow.


The good - so far Bear has had no reported trouble in his two out classes at the high school or on the bus home.

The bad - he managed to manipulate us into letting him try out for the baseball team (we didn't say "absolutely not," we only said," we don't think it's a good idea," and then stopped making an effort during try-outs when he realized he wasn't doing well.

The ugly - As an example, we mentioned access to the internet, in discussing working up to more trust. Bear is "remembering" this as permission to open a new internet account. (He lost these privileges when he got online at school and gave a total stranger our address and phone number.)
The good - January is finally over!
The bad - So far February is not off to a good start.
The ugly - the year is just starting!