The ideal version: A small child snuggling up sweetly beside me in bed at 9am
The reality: A husband and three children sprawled all over my bed at 5am, arms and legs thrown everywhere and blankets tossed and turned.
I finally decided just to get up and enjoy a cup of coffee by myself in the quiet on the front deck, only to discover that I'm completely out of coffee!
On a positive note, there was a beautiful rainbow in the sky around 6am this morning :)
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Steve's working at the bank until noon this morning and I'm off to help at the Berndt Produce stand until 1 or so. In case you're wondering, I did skip out on the reunion festivities last night!
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Saturday, July 28, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Pending Adoption
Great news! All Steve's paperwork is back and everything is now in the hands of the adoption worker. She has committed, both verbally and documented on paper, to have her report finished and the paperwork ready for us to sign on August 1st. That's next Wednesday! Once we sign, our lawyer can request an adoption court date. He already has all his paperwork ready to go so it looks like we might be able to finalize before the end of August :)
Yay!!!
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Yay!!!
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Thank you to all those who have been supportive over the past few weeks!!! The blog comments, texts, emails, phone calls, prayers, personal communication, coffees, lunches and yes, even a few hugs, have meant more than you'll ever know. It's so encouraging when going through a difficult situation to have those who know you well rally around. Thank you for believing in us and our family!!!
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This morning we have a visit from our friendly neighborhood adoption social worker. I'm hoping that we'll hear that all of Steve's paperwork is in from the other states and that she has all the paperwork done so we can file for a court date for Sophia's adoption. However, I'm not holding my breath. God's timing not mine.
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Sophia was in underwear all day yesterday and didn't have any accidents! Now that I can concentrate on her a bit more, she's pretty much potty trained! Yay! It also helps that we have two working bathrooms now.
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When Anthony was in the throes of his temper/behavior problems, we moved Zeke downstairs into Riley's room. It's helped to have a place for Anthony to calm down by himself and at least now if he breaks things, they belonged to him anyway. The problem now is that Zeke has been getting into Riley's things and either stealing them or breaking them. A few days ago, it was Riley's money. Yesterday it was one of the LEGO vehicles that Riley had spent a long time building. After he builds them, he likes to sit them up in his room and then bring them down to play with later. I'm not sure what to do with Zeke. I'd like to move him back to Anthony's room but that's not an option right now, if ever. We need to keep Zeke and his stuff safe too. I've also thought about moving Zeke's bed into the family room downstairs but that would be hard when Brittney is up later and Zeke needs to go to bed.
Right now, Taylor and Sophia share a room upstairs, Anthony has a room to himself and Steve and I have the other upstairs room. Zeke is currently sharing with Riley downstairs and Brittney has the other bedroom downstairs. We've talked for the last 5 years about putting an addition on our house and it's all been talk so far. But it might have to come sooner than we'd like. I only purchase things that we're able to pay for with cash so we don't have to worry about debt. When we had Mills Construction draw up plans and give us an estimate on cost, the addition was in the neighborhood of $60,000, but that was 3 years ago. In the plans, we would add two more bedrooms downstairs and then upstairs we would be adding on to our bedroom with a bathroom and bigger closet. Also upstairs, where our deck is now would be a dining area added on to our kitchen so that we could put in a big table where we could all eat together. Probably not happening anytime soon but we'll probably have to get there eventually.
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My 20 year class reunion is this weekend here in town. I'm not going. Ok. I keep wavering back and forth. Friday night there's a family-friendly get-together at the park and then ending up at Skinners. Saturday is a tour of the high school, golf and then the actual reunion at the Swiftel Center Saturday night. I'm just not sure that I really want to go. With facebook, there's no need to satisify curiousity about anyone because it's plastered all over the internet. Plus, it's nearly impossible these days to find somewhere for my kids and Brittney is already babysitting elsewhere for money. I guess we'll have to wait for the weekend and see what I decide. Really leaning towards NOT going!
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This morning we have a visit from our friendly neighborhood adoption social worker. I'm hoping that we'll hear that all of Steve's paperwork is in from the other states and that she has all the paperwork done so we can file for a court date for Sophia's adoption. However, I'm not holding my breath. God's timing not mine.
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Sophia was in underwear all day yesterday and didn't have any accidents! Now that I can concentrate on her a bit more, she's pretty much potty trained! Yay! It also helps that we have two working bathrooms now.
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When Anthony was in the throes of his temper/behavior problems, we moved Zeke downstairs into Riley's room. It's helped to have a place for Anthony to calm down by himself and at least now if he breaks things, they belonged to him anyway. The problem now is that Zeke has been getting into Riley's things and either stealing them or breaking them. A few days ago, it was Riley's money. Yesterday it was one of the LEGO vehicles that Riley had spent a long time building. After he builds them, he likes to sit them up in his room and then bring them down to play with later. I'm not sure what to do with Zeke. I'd like to move him back to Anthony's room but that's not an option right now, if ever. We need to keep Zeke and his stuff safe too. I've also thought about moving Zeke's bed into the family room downstairs but that would be hard when Brittney is up later and Zeke needs to go to bed.
Right now, Taylor and Sophia share a room upstairs, Anthony has a room to himself and Steve and I have the other upstairs room. Zeke is currently sharing with Riley downstairs and Brittney has the other bedroom downstairs. We've talked for the last 5 years about putting an addition on our house and it's all been talk so far. But it might have to come sooner than we'd like. I only purchase things that we're able to pay for with cash so we don't have to worry about debt. When we had Mills Construction draw up plans and give us an estimate on cost, the addition was in the neighborhood of $60,000, but that was 3 years ago. In the plans, we would add two more bedrooms downstairs and then upstairs we would be adding on to our bedroom with a bathroom and bigger closet. Also upstairs, where our deck is now would be a dining area added on to our kitchen so that we could put in a big table where we could all eat together. Probably not happening anytime soon but we'll probably have to get there eventually.
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My 20 year class reunion is this weekend here in town. I'm not going. Ok. I keep wavering back and forth. Friday night there's a family-friendly get-together at the park and then ending up at Skinners. Saturday is a tour of the high school, golf and then the actual reunion at the Swiftel Center Saturday night. I'm just not sure that I really want to go. With facebook, there's no need to satisify curiousity about anyone because it's plastered all over the internet. Plus, it's nearly impossible these days to find somewhere for my kids and Brittney is already babysitting elsewhere for money. I guess we'll have to wait for the weekend and see what I decide. Really leaning towards NOT going!
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Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Riley Says
Riley came running into my room the other day and yelled, "Someone went into my room and stole my playboy!"
I kept my stoic mom face on as I asked him, "Your playboy?"
"Yes! Someone stole it! Right out of my secret hiding place!"
After a bit more conversation, I came to the realization that he meant his old Game Boy.
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I kept my stoic mom face on as I asked him, "Your playboy?"
"Yes! Someone stole it! Right out of my secret hiding place!"
After a bit more conversation, I came to the realization that he meant his old Game Boy.
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Monday, July 23, 2012
Zeke Says
Zeke's upset because I'm making him sit down and work on his homework. He just informed me "You're the worst mom in this house!"
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I just survived taking 6 children to the orthodontist. Taylor had an appointment at 8:30am to put in spacers and take a mold of her mouth for her expander. Brittney needed to go because one of the wires on her bottom braces broke while she was at camp last week. The rest of the kids were there because I couldn't leave them at home.
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Riley took goggles that didn't belong to him while he was at the pool yesterday. That's the second time in a week (that I am aware of) that he's taken something that didn't belong to him. So now he gets to be with an adult most of the time. By default, that's me. Which makes him very crabby because he wants to be independent.
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Anthony had another huge meltdown this morning. Screaming that everyone hates him, saying he was going to kill me, threatening to hit the wall and break another window, being very verbally agressive, etc. I was trying to get everyone ready to be at the ortho appointment and it was really difficult to get everyone going and still try to manage Anthony's behavior. It all started because I asked him not to play his harmonica in the house.
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Zeke was up early yesterday for church, had a Special Olympics softball camp in the afternoon and then was invited to a band concert in the park. He was super tired this morning. So it took forever for him to get dressed and get his braces on, which I couldn't help him with because I was dealing with Anthony. Then the whole time we sat in the waiting room at the orthodontist, he was loudly telling anyone within earshot that I was mean, he didn't have to listen to me because I wasn't his mom, he hated it there, our family was bad, and anything else he could think of. My personal favorite was when he put his fingers in his ears and starting yelling at the top of his lungs, "Na na na na na na. I can't hear you!"
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Sophia was tired and is two years old so I just needed to keep her entertained and out of the water jug and cups that were in the corner of the waiting room.
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I told another mom who was also waiting at the orthodontist that I need a vacation from summer vacation!
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Riley took goggles that didn't belong to him while he was at the pool yesterday. That's the second time in a week (that I am aware of) that he's taken something that didn't belong to him. So now he gets to be with an adult most of the time. By default, that's me. Which makes him very crabby because he wants to be independent.
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Anthony had another huge meltdown this morning. Screaming that everyone hates him, saying he was going to kill me, threatening to hit the wall and break another window, being very verbally agressive, etc. I was trying to get everyone ready to be at the ortho appointment and it was really difficult to get everyone going and still try to manage Anthony's behavior. It all started because I asked him not to play his harmonica in the house.
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Zeke was up early yesterday for church, had a Special Olympics softball camp in the afternoon and then was invited to a band concert in the park. He was super tired this morning. So it took forever for him to get dressed and get his braces on, which I couldn't help him with because I was dealing with Anthony. Then the whole time we sat in the waiting room at the orthodontist, he was loudly telling anyone within earshot that I was mean, he didn't have to listen to me because I wasn't his mom, he hated it there, our family was bad, and anything else he could think of. My personal favorite was when he put his fingers in his ears and starting yelling at the top of his lungs, "Na na na na na na. I can't hear you!"
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Sophia was tired and is two years old so I just needed to keep her entertained and out of the water jug and cups that were in the corner of the waiting room.
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I told another mom who was also waiting at the orthodontist that I need a vacation from summer vacation!
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Matthew 14:1
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.
Matthew 6:34
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Pastor Scott Maurer:
The only way to stop "worrying about tomorrow" is to release the false idols of this life through the grieving process of really saying "not my will, but yours." "Not my will but yours" is giving up idols or expectations in which we place false hope.
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I really had to confront this in myself during our recent CPS investigation. I was ready to do everything and anything I needed do to keep my family intact. I rallied our support system, I called in our lawyer, I was planning a public media blitz to show the real story, etc. But no matter what I did or thought of doing, we were still stuck in the same awful situation and I still felt miserable.
Have I mentioned that I absolutely hate the feeling of not being in control of a situation? So every so often, I'm placed back into a situation in which I have to really decide if I'm going to keep fighting it or if I'm truly able to say, "not my will but yours."
Apparently this time it took me about three weeks to finally turn to God and say "I'm tired. There's nothing I can do that You can't do better. I'm handing the whole thing to you. You handle it as you see fit.
Within two days, we finally had the phone call that let me know the investigation was over and the case was closed. Thank you God!!! But I can honestly say that I was in a place of peace no matter what the outcome. Even if it didn't go the way I hoped, God still has an ultimate plan that is so much bigger and better than my little one.
Sometimes God does not take away our trials, but He can diminish our sorrow during those times if we turn to him.
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End of my sermon for today :)
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Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me.
Matthew 6:34
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
Pastor Scott Maurer:
The only way to stop "worrying about tomorrow" is to release the false idols of this life through the grieving process of really saying "not my will, but yours." "Not my will but yours" is giving up idols or expectations in which we place false hope.
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I really had to confront this in myself during our recent CPS investigation. I was ready to do everything and anything I needed do to keep my family intact. I rallied our support system, I called in our lawyer, I was planning a public media blitz to show the real story, etc. But no matter what I did or thought of doing, we were still stuck in the same awful situation and I still felt miserable.
Have I mentioned that I absolutely hate the feeling of not being in control of a situation? So every so often, I'm placed back into a situation in which I have to really decide if I'm going to keep fighting it or if I'm truly able to say, "not my will but yours."
Apparently this time it took me about three weeks to finally turn to God and say "I'm tired. There's nothing I can do that You can't do better. I'm handing the whole thing to you. You handle it as you see fit.
Within two days, we finally had the phone call that let me know the investigation was over and the case was closed. Thank you God!!! But I can honestly say that I was in a place of peace no matter what the outcome. Even if it didn't go the way I hoped, God still has an ultimate plan that is so much bigger and better than my little one.
Sometimes God does not take away our trials, but He can diminish our sorrow during those times if we turn to him.
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End of my sermon for today :)
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Sunday, July 22, 2012
This is modeled after the children's book, If You Give a Mouse a Cookie. I'm not sure who wrote this originally but it's so true! It also explains why I never get to finish my entire cup of coffee.
IF YOU GIVE A MOM A MUFFIN
If you give a mom a muffin,
She'll want a cup of coffee to go with it.
She'll pour herself some.
Her three year old will spill the coffee.
She'll wipe it up.
Wiping the floor, she will find dirty socks.
She'll remember she has to do laundry.
When she puts the laundry in the washer,
She'll trip over boots and bump into the freezer,
Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper.
She will get out a pound of hamburger.
She'll look for her cookbook. (101 Things to Make With a Pound of Hamburger)
The cookbook is under a pile of mail.
She'll see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow
She will look for the checkbook.
The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two year old.
She'll smell something funny.
She'll change the two year old.
While she is changing the two year old the phone will ring.
Her five year old will answer and hang up.
She'll remember that she wants to phone a friend to come for coffee.
Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup.
She will pour herself some.
And chances are,
If she has a cup of coffee,
Her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.
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Saturday, July 21, 2012
I wish I could figure out how to blog from my Nook. It seems like there isn't any time to sit in front of the computer. Today is no exception, with Steve taking some of the kids to the Airshow in Sioux Falls and me working at the produce stand.
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Anthony's behavior is de-escalating now that the case is closed and we can begin to parent him again. It's still not wonderful but it is at least manageble. Did I mention that last week he got mad and put his head and hands through his bedroom window? Thankfully, he wasn't badly hurt and it appears we're past the worst of the behavior now. I hope.
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My entire house is trashed. I don't think there's one room that the kids haven't made a huge mess in. What takes hours to clean up is destroyed in minutes! The other day I broke down and counted down the days until school starts. It's 39 if anyone wants to know :)
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However, there are only 31 days until I take a child-less, husband-less, hopefully crisis-less trip to Colorado. Only girls allowed! Purely vacation and relaxation. I think all of us need it!
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Anthony's behavior is de-escalating now that the case is closed and we can begin to parent him again. It's still not wonderful but it is at least manageble. Did I mention that last week he got mad and put his head and hands through his bedroom window? Thankfully, he wasn't badly hurt and it appears we're past the worst of the behavior now. I hope.
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My entire house is trashed. I don't think there's one room that the kids haven't made a huge mess in. What takes hours to clean up is destroyed in minutes! The other day I broke down and counted down the days until school starts. It's 39 if anyone wants to know :)
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However, there are only 31 days until I take a child-less, husband-less, hopefully crisis-less trip to Colorado. Only girls allowed! Purely vacation and relaxation. I think all of us need it!
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Wednesday, July 18, 2012
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Sorry for the lack of blogging lately. It hasn't been for lack of material. Our internet has been down for almost a week. Lots to share but here's what you're waiting for.......still no word from social services. And there has been no contact with any of the contacts we gave them either. And we have a child with severely escalating behaviors. More on that later, now that I have a useful computer again.
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Sunday, July 8, 2012
Circumstances Change But God Doesn't
Our situation hasn't changed at all. My attitude, however, has changed immensely. I seriously think I had to go through the stages of grief before I could really come to terms with the current chaos in our life. I say current because it seems like every few years there is some major bump in the road. Up until the last month, I was in a pretty content stage of life. It wasn't perfect but it wasn't bad either. I was taking care of everything and the bumps in the road were small. Then came the investigation. Which, by the way, we have still heard no update on at all since the big investigation Tuesday the 26th. But it doesn't matter anymore and I'll tell you why.
Initially, I felt like I was drowning and the waves were washing over my head. Every time I would bob up for a breath, a new wave would crash back over me. All I could do was flail in the water and try to bob back up for a quick breath of air before another wave came at me.
The first day I was in disbelief and shock. That wore off by the next day. Then I was angry. Very angry. How dare they accuse us of child abuse! After everything we've done for our kids and social services? During that time, I also had to try to hold it together while the boys' bio aunt and uncle spent three days with us. After they left, I was physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted. I spent the majority of the next two days in bed. The kids have spent more time watching TV in the last two weeks than they have all summer. I can honestly say I didn't care what they did. As some have heard me say lately, "What are they going to do? Report us?"
I'm extremely thankful for faithful friends and family that rallied around us during that dark period. It's good to know that when I don't have even a bit of energy to reach out to God, the faithful around me pick up the slack! We had people gathered to pray during the in-depth questioning last Tuesday and others who have been lifting us up in prayer this entire time. I'm thankful also for those friends who continued to stick by me even when I was not any fun to be around because I was so overwhelmed. Those who sent flowers, those who made me go for coffee or supper, those who came by just to chat, those who hugged me even when they know I don't normally hug and those who reminded me of God's words when I couldn't see them for myself.
I was so overwhelmed by the situation, and my lack of control over the situation, that I was starting to revert back to my old ways of doing everything I could to gain some control. And trust me, I have a pretty good arsenal of weapons for being controlling. The interesting dilemma about the current situation is that there are no real grounds for an A&N (abuse and neglect case). I know this is true because 1)we have compelling evidence, including photos and witnesses that can show this is not true, 2) the kids would have been removed if DSS felt they had compelling evidence, 3)Gregg, who is the states attorney for Kingsbury County, told me that there is no way this would make it into court in his county and he doubts it would anywhere else either, 4)our attorney was present during the questioning of Steve and I, and he is not concerned about a court case, 5) if we abused our children, there would be some indication during the past years when social workers, teachers and community people have been in and out of our house.
In normal circumstances, we could just cooperate with the initial investigation and then basically tell them to leave us alone or take us to court. Which they wouldn't be able to do with the lack of evidence. And even if they could get it into court, our attorney could beat the charge in a heartbeat. The glitch comes because Sophia is still in foster care. Even though she's placed with us and was on track to be adopted by the end of this month, she is still in the legal custody of Social Services. We are forced to fully cooperate or they will remove her immediately. So if we want to have any chance of being able to continue with her adoption (which is still on hold according to DSS), we have to do whatever they say. In my anger days, I was ready to go on a full-fledged media blitz. I was a public speaker in my younger days and have no problem voicing my concerns and opinions in ways that sway public opinion. If we were going to be put through the wringer, then I wanted the true story told.
The new me gave social services two weeks to conclude their investigation or file with our attorney. I was angry and I needed to do something to gain the upper hand. Social Services had all the control and we had none.
Then one of my friends reminded me that it was only when Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were in the fire that the king could see what God could do. They were IN THE FIRE. A switch finally turned in my brain and I saw clearly that I wasn't to be in control of this situation. GOD IS. I can struggle for control all I want but in the end, God's will will be done. I realized that as I was drowning and the waves were crashing over my head, God's hand was under me all the time. He quietly whispered, "Stand up." When I did, I found that with God supporting me, the water wasn't as deep as I thought. I could stand confident and let the waves crash around my body but God held me higher than the circumstances around me.
We still don't know what the outcome of this will be. It's still entirely possible that Sophia's adoption will not be finialized. We already know that it won't be finalized in the timing we were wishing for. But God is sovereign and he will keep us above the storm. He might even calm it if that's what He needs to do. But even if He doesn't, we will remain faithful.
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Our situation hasn't changed at all. My attitude, however, has changed immensely. I seriously think I had to go through the stages of grief before I could really come to terms with the current chaos in our life. I say current because it seems like every few years there is some major bump in the road. Up until the last month, I was in a pretty content stage of life. It wasn't perfect but it wasn't bad either. I was taking care of everything and the bumps in the road were small. Then came the investigation. Which, by the way, we have still heard no update on at all since the big investigation Tuesday the 26th. But it doesn't matter anymore and I'll tell you why.
Initially, I felt like I was drowning and the waves were washing over my head. Every time I would bob up for a breath, a new wave would crash back over me. All I could do was flail in the water and try to bob back up for a quick breath of air before another wave came at me.
The first day I was in disbelief and shock. That wore off by the next day. Then I was angry. Very angry. How dare they accuse us of child abuse! After everything we've done for our kids and social services? During that time, I also had to try to hold it together while the boys' bio aunt and uncle spent three days with us. After they left, I was physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted. I spent the majority of the next two days in bed. The kids have spent more time watching TV in the last two weeks than they have all summer. I can honestly say I didn't care what they did. As some have heard me say lately, "What are they going to do? Report us?"
I'm extremely thankful for faithful friends and family that rallied around us during that dark period. It's good to know that when I don't have even a bit of energy to reach out to God, the faithful around me pick up the slack! We had people gathered to pray during the in-depth questioning last Tuesday and others who have been lifting us up in prayer this entire time. I'm thankful also for those friends who continued to stick by me even when I was not any fun to be around because I was so overwhelmed. Those who sent flowers, those who made me go for coffee or supper, those who came by just to chat, those who hugged me even when they know I don't normally hug and those who reminded me of God's words when I couldn't see them for myself.
I was so overwhelmed by the situation, and my lack of control over the situation, that I was starting to revert back to my old ways of doing everything I could to gain some control. And trust me, I have a pretty good arsenal of weapons for being controlling. The interesting dilemma about the current situation is that there are no real grounds for an A&N (abuse and neglect case). I know this is true because 1)we have compelling evidence, including photos and witnesses that can show this is not true, 2) the kids would have been removed if DSS felt they had compelling evidence, 3)Gregg, who is the states attorney for Kingsbury County, told me that there is no way this would make it into court in his county and he doubts it would anywhere else either, 4)our attorney was present during the questioning of Steve and I, and he is not concerned about a court case, 5) if we abused our children, there would be some indication during the past years when social workers, teachers and community people have been in and out of our house.
In normal circumstances, we could just cooperate with the initial investigation and then basically tell them to leave us alone or take us to court. Which they wouldn't be able to do with the lack of evidence. And even if they could get it into court, our attorney could beat the charge in a heartbeat. The glitch comes because Sophia is still in foster care. Even though she's placed with us and was on track to be adopted by the end of this month, she is still in the legal custody of Social Services. We are forced to fully cooperate or they will remove her immediately. So if we want to have any chance of being able to continue with her adoption (which is still on hold according to DSS), we have to do whatever they say. In my anger days, I was ready to go on a full-fledged media blitz. I was a public speaker in my younger days and have no problem voicing my concerns and opinions in ways that sway public opinion. If we were going to be put through the wringer, then I wanted the true story told.
The new me gave social services two weeks to conclude their investigation or file with our attorney. I was angry and I needed to do something to gain the upper hand. Social Services had all the control and we had none.
Then one of my friends reminded me that it was only when Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego were in the fire that the king could see what God could do. They were IN THE FIRE. A switch finally turned in my brain and I saw clearly that I wasn't to be in control of this situation. GOD IS. I can struggle for control all I want but in the end, God's will will be done. I realized that as I was drowning and the waves were crashing over my head, God's hand was under me all the time. He quietly whispered, "Stand up." When I did, I found that with God supporting me, the water wasn't as deep as I thought. I could stand confident and let the waves crash around my body but God held me higher than the circumstances around me.
We still don't know what the outcome of this will be. It's still entirely possible that Sophia's adoption will not be finialized. We already know that it won't be finalized in the timing we were wishing for. But God is sovereign and he will keep us above the storm. He might even calm it if that's what He needs to do. But even if He doesn't, we will remain faithful.
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Thursday, July 5, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
Steve woke up this morning in incredible pain. He went in to work anyway but was soon sent to the clinic, where they ran lots of tests all morning. They also gave him a shot for the pain. They're still waiting on results, but meanwhile they sent him over to the hospital for an altra-sound. That's being done right now.
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On a lighter note, this morning when Steve was doubled up in pain in the dining room, Riley asked what was wrong. Steve told him that it felt like someone kicked him really hard in the groin. Riley looked at me, looked at Steve, then looked back up at me. Then he calmly stated, "I won't ask who did it."
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On a lighter note, this morning when Steve was doubled up in pain in the dining room, Riley asked what was wrong. Steve told him that it felt like someone kicked him really hard in the groin. Riley looked at me, looked at Steve, then looked back up at me. Then he calmly stated, "I won't ask who did it."
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