Thursday, September 11, 2008

A Contest And A LITTLE Catch-Up!

Grace is having a contest and is giving away one of her most beautiful shawls. So, if you haven't already done so, go over and check it out, and tell her I sent you.

Where does the time go? When I see I haven't posted in a month I can hardly believe it. And, it makes me feel guilty. I'm not sure why, but it does. I know how disappointing it is to keep checking someones blog only to find no new posts, and there's probably no one left that even bothers to check mine. I've always had a very small readership, but the ones that do stop by have become good friends, and I don't want to lose them.
I've been overwhelmed with "stuff", it seems, and right now I'm working like crazy just to feel like I'm not going to drown in the sea of all the things I need to get done. School started August 18, and for some reason I'm busier than I was last year. I do have about 50% more students, so maybe that's why. Even though I work at it constantly, I never seem to get to the bottom of that pile of papers that need correcting.
Then there's my mom, who is still struggling to adjust to being in an assisted living facility. They've called the ambulance for her twice in the last 11 days, which is not so fun. They haven't found anything "wrong" with her, so now they're treating her for panic attacks and we're really hoping that will help. She's always been a high anxiety type, so my brother and I have thought for a long time she should be taking something, and now she finally is.
Finally, what's been taking up the most of my time lately is this little 4-month old sweetie:
Her daddy is the young man we adopted when he was almost 19 years old because he wanted a new start and a new family. He'd come from a very troubled past and had been our foster son. Anyway, after doing very well for several years, he made an about face and went back to the "streets", shall we say. Even though he was living here in town, we only heard from him every few weeks, and he hadn't been home in 19 months.
A few weeks ago he needed some court papers to prove his adoption and name change in order to get a new SS card. So, the poor baby HAD to come home. I chewed him out for never coming around, and after that he started calling me every day. One time he was talking about the baby and said, "You're a grandma", to which I answered, "No, I'm not". I told him that I wasn't a grandma until I got to hold, love, and spoil that baby. And to my evil delight, Social Security would only mail his new card to our address, in care of me, so I told him he wasn't getting it until I met his wife (he's been marrried over a year!) and got to see the baby.
Well, he didn't make me wait until the card came. He brought them over and has been bringing them almost every day since. Needless to say, I've fallen head over heels in love with my precious grand-daughter, am enjoying getting to know my daughter-in-law, and am thrilled to be spending time with James again. He and our youngest birth son are two weeks apart in age, so they've always been VERY close. Nathan had missed him terribly, and they love spending time together again.
The odd thing is, we've never had a falling out with this boy. Our relationship with him has always been good, and in many ways he was easier to get along with than the other two. So this whole separation thing was really weird. He said his pride kept him away, and told me I made him cry when I scolded him for not coming home for so long. We're just thankful he's back, and has brought others with him for us to love!
Tomorrow I'm picking her up after school, and Ashlynn and Grandma are going shopping together! I can hardly wait!!