tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33584777411111613012011-07-07T18:21:44.505-04:00Foster Mom, soon to be Adopted Mom. I am hear to tell (and by tell I mean vent) my story. It is not pretty some days. I do foster care because it is what I need to be doing, because I can not complain about the world while living a selfish life. ps. I swear. Alot.MamaKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05106422985209239592noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3358477741111161301.post-80588099409457796682010-06-03T14:31:00.001-04:002010-06-03T14:32:17.385-04:00

FosterAbba! Did I piss you off? :)I am not able to access your blog.

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I am clicking down my blogger list this morning to read everyone's blogs and this is how the tittles read:Many Little Choices = One Big ConsequenceI'm not madNot MadRestrictionTurning the Cornerjust struck me as funny.

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Just caught someone spitting into the kitchen sink while doing dishes. Anyone wanna take a guess as to who that would be?

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Rose is pissed at me. She had to clean the bathroom last night. She dug her stubborn Hobbit heels in drew it out as long as possible. This chore was assigned because I went to use the shower after Rose had used it to prepare for a trip to the pool. Can you guess what the shower looked like?a.) like shiny new shower?b.) like someone strewn rose petals through out it?c.) like someone raped an Ewok

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Fuck you med change.The drama has already begun, not even 8:00 am. Not even off the bottom step and Buttercup is on the floor because the cat stepped on her toe and she felt his claw. No scratch, no blood, full drama. stuff to tell the shrink tomorrow at the med check:1. bullshit drama2. freaky stories from her past. constantly and without provocation, featuring dead or injured animals and/or

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So my teenagers are hobbits. I have a girl hobbit (very rare) and a boy hobbit. They are brother and sister. They are short, hairy, dry witted, and quiet. Hobbits. Boy I will call Frodo - duh. The only girl hobbit name I could find on Google was Rose. Which fits with some other girl names I have chosen.Frodo came to stay in February and Rose joined us in April. *Knock on wood* They are fairly

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So French Fry managed to bring cys to a grinding halt. Then 3 days later wanted to go home. It was a freaking mess. No one could give me an answer because her court date was so soon. So the fucking mantra of foster care "wait until court" came into play. So we went to court. The GAL talked to FF for about 15 seconds in the hallway and then they sent her home THAT DAY. Gah! Never had that one

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stolen from http://fosterhood.tumblr.com/The vast majority of potential parents who are recruited - well over 90 percent - do not ultimately wind up adopting a child not because they don’t want to, but apparently because they decide not to deal with a system they perceive as too frustrating, bureaucratic and just plain unfriendly.— Jeff Katz, a Senior Fellow at the Evan B. Donaldson Adoption

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With just a few short days until reunification of Ketchup and French Fry with their Mom, French Fry has asked to speak to her GAL because she has decided that she does not want to go home. Did I mention that French Fry is 10?

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We took the kids swimming tonight. It helped a lot. We are a family of water babies. Got some Mike's hard lemonade and am about to plop myself on the couch and watch some mindless girl TV. I think I might have fritos too...and the case worker called me back. :)

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omg. they are trying to drive me mental. loony. fucking bat shit crazy. the whining, the power plays, the crying for no reason, and the motherfucking drama. all of them. they will not stop. pushing pushing pushing. my hair is turning gray before my eyes. i am smoking like a chimney at christmas. the fucking case worker will not call me back. the husband is working late. the 17 year old wants

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J over at Stellar Parenting 101 gave me my first award. Yay J! Forcing me to use the help button and learn how to post pics and links. Easier than I thought it would be.Gerber daisies are my favorite. Please do not feel obligated. I am just glad that you are all out there fighting the good fight too. Thanks. For my peeps that I read so much about:1. Mothering 4 Money I too am a non religious

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It is not a snow day. The girls had school but evening/after school was canceled. Weekend will be snowed in. Big Boy is real happy we own a snowblower. Mama is fat and asthmatic, no shoveling for her. :) Well that and I am a pretty, pretty princess.French Fry is trying real hard to dance on my last fucking nerve. Why think when one can argue? That is her motto lately. Ketchup is doing well, she

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I love after school programs.

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Buttercup's adoption was official in November. I still have some name change paperwork to do, but she is ours and we are hers.Got a letter from Max Christmas week. She is in court ordered rehab. Letter was honest and touching and I was reminded at how much I like her, even with her issues and addictions. I was again saddened by heroin addiction and how is takes the top and bottom of our society

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Funny how getting a comment makes you want to post. Thanks, Lisa!

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It is just Buttercup right now. So it is pretty quiet around here. It will stay that way to until the approval for her adoption is done. We are at a point where taking new kids can really slow the whole thing done, especially teenagers since any over the age of 14 need clearances. The new one was more than I was willing to take on right now. Off the charts ODD. But Buttercup was difficult when

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We had the new one removed. The guilt will pass, right?

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How do we keep doing it when they hate us so much?

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Godamnitalltohell!!!!! Max took off today. stupid. stupid. stupid. This week is enough to make me turn in my license. The New One on top of holding us all hostage last week which required a case worker to come out on a Sunday night got her first period this week. We also had a extremely frustrating week with a provider, that was only resolved because I threw a fit. This all with a dear friend

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New One refuses to come in. Case worker on her way.

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Never have I had a child as defiant as this new one. What a pill. She is refusing to go to school tomorrow. I am refusing to have that argument with her. gah!

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Everyone is signed up for school now. That only took a week and a fucking half.

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Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.Not my problem. Not my problem. Not my problem.The mantra one needs with a 17 year old.

MamaKatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05106422985209239592noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3358477741111161301.post-46216019756765622432009-09-29T18:33:00.003-04:002009-09-29T18:36:42.801-04:00

Rabbit was moved to a place she wanted to be. She was difficult, exhausting and sweet. Lily went home and her family promptly moved out of state. I have not heard from her since. Buttercup is driving me nuts as usual. :)We have a new girl, Max, who is 17 and very independent. She is a tough cookie with a sweet smile. I have agreed to 2 more! What was I thinking? 4 adolescent girls in a small

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Rabbit's new family therapists were here yesterday. I like these 2 ladies so far. Any help with Rabbit will be welcomed. She was grounded this weekend because she called Lily a bitch at camp. Rabbit even got in more trouble when she threatened to beat the shit out of Lily. Her words. We have decided that they are not going to camp on the same day if I can help it. Lily went on respite for 2

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Listen to the story if you can, instead of just reading the article. No sugar coating on this one, but a sweet story none the less. I wish more of our stories were told this way. http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=105604344&sc=fb&cc=fp

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Had to pick Lily up early from her visit this weekend. She called me to come get her. Mom and bf were fighting. The caseworkers and I are pretty sure that this is a first, a a kid calling the foster mom to pick her up from a visit. Buttercup and I had a screaming match over a turkey sandwich this morning. We are good now. Rabbit never stops talking. I bet she talks in her sleep. She was

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Lily's Mom was early for the visit on Friday. Holy shit! Guess a nasty letter from the social worker will kick one's ass in gear, at least for one visit. There is more to the baby story from Lily, just waiting to hear it from her. Buttercup is taking a Reiki class today. That girl last some serious abilities but her butt needs to get grounded. Rabbit is sleeping, and I am grateful. The

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Well it turns out that it was not allergies. It was pneumonia. I am no longer drowning in snot. Yay antibiotics!Lily confessed today that she has a 3 month old sister. Her mother told her not to tell. Can you believe this shit? NutsoMommy has been systematically hiding the baby at a neighbor's house the whole time. Of course Lily could be making this whole thing up, but why? It just makes my

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woo hoo! 41 hits. I am Internet famous.  not! mwah! love you all.

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Lily is going to see the specialist tomorrow. She was having issues that she was not telling us about  until this weekend.So her appointment got moved to this Wednesday.  She did not want to call her Mom about it, 13 and she knew it was not worth the hassle.  She is at the point where I think she would rather not call her Mom than try to call her and get the boyfriend or the voicemail and hearing

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I have been drowning in allergies this year.  I have had to replace my inhaler. I am taking so much psuedoephedrine the pharmacist probably thinks i am cooking meth. All of this makes my mind mush. Snotty, gooey, mush that I sneeze out every time I decide to lay down and go to bed. Buttercup is doing a little better this week. I have a new tactic. Every time she gets passive aggressive, or pouty,

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Rabbit spent Fri. night here. It went surprisingly well. She is quite attached to her current placement, but seems willing to make this one work while she is here.  Se can be quite drool sometimes, really very amusing. She does talk alot, alot, alot.  Whew. Alot. Buttercup had a mini meltdown on Friday night. We were having a family meeting about what the room arrangements would be when Rabbit

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We have to wait to get Lily into a specialist. Luckily that office called me and it was not as bad as I thought with the scheduling, still like 6 weeks but better that August that I thought it would be.  I spent more time with her mother at the last visit. I was shocked at how child like she is, babytalk from a grown woman. gak!Rabbit is coming for a visit this weekend.  We shall see. Buttercup,

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Crazy, yet productive day. Doctor appointment, paperwork, phone calls, bought the pool passes, signed up kiddos for summer camp, took the girls swim suit shopping. Managed NOT to get kicked out of Target. Sigh..it was a good day. 

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Lily is the name for my 13 year old foster girl. I really like Lily. She is wicked smart, and fast and funny. She is kind to small childern and animals. Lily is the kid who will steal your baby and bring him back with a clean diaper and a smile on his napping face all the while looking as cool as a cucumber and not smudging her eyeliner.Lily's case is very frustrating.  Bad enough to get pulled

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Well, it went better than I thought it would in some ways.  The girl (guess I should name her, that does make these things easier... how about something sweet and skittish like her... Rabbit) was scared and sad and slightly defiant. She was refusing to talk or make eye contact. Rabbit's foster dad was patient but ill at ease with the whole thing. He really wants the best for her but can not keep

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Crap. I don't want to go meet this new kid tomorrow.  I want to meet her, I just don't want to audition for her.  "They" are talking to us about a 13 year old girl with a laundry list of diagnoses and a long, long history in foster care.  None of that really freaks me out anymore, but "They" want us to meet the foster family she is disrupting from and her for ice cream tomorrow.  Seriously,

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