Mr. Grumpy

I have a question, and I am looking for your opinion.

P, Willie B and I have been attending story time at our local library for over 4 yrs (before Willie B was even born).  There are a group of regulars that I have gotten very friendly with the exception  of Mr. Grumpy.

Mr. Grumpy has daughter P's age, and a son Willie B's age. He has been attending story time on and off for as long as I have. 

At our library they have a playhouse complete with a slid. ( no idea who's bright idea that was.) One day many moons ago Mr. Grumpy's daughter and P who were around two at the time where at the top of the slide together.  Mr. Grumpy's daughter refused to slide down.  After waiting a few minutes P pushed her on her back to make her slide down. The little girl was not hurt nor was she crying, but Mr. Grumpy didnt like what he seen and went total postal (nuts) on me. In turn I went nuts on him. I ended up leaving the library in tears.

This passed Friday my friends son J who is 3 yrs old, took a toy from Mr. Grumpy's son. Mr. Grumpy didnt like this either. Before my friend could correct her son Mr. Grumpy started shouting.  He SHOUTED "Hey kid you don't take toys from other people.  "Give it back now"  " Bad boys steal toys."  He proceeded to mumble stuff about how rude some peoples children are..blah blah blah

My friend took her son aside to consoled him.  I wanted to rip Mr. Grumpy a new one. Now I have no issue with someone correcting a behavior but he was way out of line with his tone as well as with his choice of words.   He could have said "hey buddy he was playing with that first, can you please give it back to him?" "When he's finished you can have a turn." Or he would have simply waited for my friend to correct her son.  How would you have dealt with this situation? because I am sure its gonna happen again.

Found

My husband and I have always been the lovey dovey type.  We always walk holding hands and kiss at red lights.

I didn't notice how child centered our relationship became while we were parenting Lil man.

Obviously having a child let alone a child with severe mental problems changes the dynamics of a marriage.

But the changes it made in us where over the top.  We were so emotionally spent at the end of each day we didn't have the energy to make time for each other. 

I swore I would never be one of those wives who forgot about her husband once the kids come along.  But that is exactly what happened. Lil'man took everything i had.  At the end of the day i had nothing left to give.  The foundation of a happy family is a healthy marriage.

Thankfully we have reconnected over the last few weeks. Our relationship is stronger than before. We've even started kissing again at red lights.

Sweet girl

I became an Auntie again for the tenth time around four this morning.   I talked to my sister Nicola around 9pm and her contractions where all over the place. I received a text around 3:45am saying they where on their way to the hospital.  About 20 minutes later my other sister called screaming down the phone "the baby was born at home"

The baby came out crying and "daddy" was able to catch her before she hit the floor!  He suctioned her nose and mouth and then called an ambulance.

What a way to enter the world.

Both my sister and baby Ava are doing well!

Mother

I am sitting at work with all my chores completed waiting until its time to pick Willie-B up from pre-school.  I hate being alone these days. 

When I'm alone the only thing I think about is my little belly bean.  How far along I would be.  Wondering if it were a boy or a girl.  (I think it was a boy).

I hate that greif and sadness are once again ruling my life.  Right now I'm stuck in the why me stage. 

I've wanted to be a mother as long as I can remember.  I sat patiently waiting my turn as everyone around me gave  birth.

Everyone keeps saying don't worry it will happen again soon.  But I don't want a different baby I want my little bean.

Please forgive my typos and spelling mistakes I posted this from my phone.

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Passed

My husband grandmother passed away today.    She was a sweet old lady who enjoyed baking, (she make good banana bread) and putting on plays. But she had a attitude! ( don't all the old ladies these days?)

Her health had been declining fast.  She passed away peacefully in her sleep at home.

We spent the afternoon, and evening at her house with most of the family. It was fun looking at old pictures, and telling old stories. I learned a lot about my inlaws tonight.

My father in law asked my Mother in law to marry him on their first date! Talk about a fast mover!

Hacked

My computer has been hacked twice in the last two weeks. So if you received an email saying I am selling viagra I promise you i'm not.

no more

We've had several more calls for placements.  We've turned them all down.  I'm not so sure we are going to continue fostering. It isnt all what we thought it would be like.

We were in it for the kids, and clearly the state could care less. Lil' Man continues to be moved from one home to another, due to his extreme behaviors.

Why cant these stupid people see they are causing him more harm, making his behaviors worse, and causing him to have even more attachment issues.

I hate it for him, yet there is nothing we can do. Foster parents opinion doesn't matter.