All in a day's work here, hon. You just digest each bite as you chew here in la la land.
I know that Mr. Wonderful finds our life overwhelming. But when has running away from it ever helped? I asked him to join us for the meeting yesterday a few weeks ago, and he politely declined. Well, it did turn out that his services were necessary to get D6 and take her to the pediatrician. And it's not like I expected him to contribute to the Medicaid meeting.
Which, ironically, is so UNFUN. I had to list all the bad things about our sitch, which is not a PMA thing for me or anyone else. My Resource Coordinators hate these meetings for that reason: Identify all failures of this child.... it's enough to make your head swim.
I really don't worry about what is going to happen. Really. I don't like reality sometimes, but God has always found a way to provide, and I don't think He's going to renege now. Things happen in good time.
I know this seems overwhelming to those of you who are not in my shoes. But I just deal with things as they arise... otherwise, it IS overwhelming. So don't think I think I have it harder than any of you. You'd do no different if D6 was your own.
It's called a mother's love... and we all have it. You do what you have to do to make sure your little ones are taken care of--and then some, if you're fortunate!
Bets
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
