T+1 day, and so far, all is well. The foster parent express is just smokin' down the tracks. We were all set to start our day, when "da boy," decided he didn't want to wear the Texas Tech Windbreaker.
I was like, "Yay, this kid has some taste....he doesn't like that double T brand." When we let him put on the other jacket, he was fine. On the up side, at least he didn't have to wear that camo jacket.
The girl woke up and chattered as she figured out what she wanted to wear. And the baby did what she does best and drooled as she cuddles in my arms.
After getting them all dressed, we went to the WIC office and got each of them a card. From what I could gather, they get double what they would have gotten before. Again, "yay," they'll have food. They weighted the kids, they measured the height, and then had to "Stick" the older girl's finger for blood work.
Before you wonder how that worked, I didn't lie to her at all, "It's gonna be okay, it'll be a little sting, and it'll be over." I held her hand, so she'd know she was okay, and then waited in the hallway with the baby while the two older ones followed Mom into the nutritionists office.
Then it was back home, with the two oldest left with me, while the baby went with mommy shopping for nutritious food.
Being a substitute teacher does have some benefits, and I used them, when I had to send the oldest girl into a time out, for not doing what I said. She threw a fit when I left her in her room by herself. Most parents might have given up, but I drew that steely resolve and let her cry it out.
Then mom came back and let me unload the car. Don't ya know I just live to unload the car? It's true. Just ask.
After a bit, mom just decided she had to run and get the baby tub from once upon a child, and she left me alone with them again.
I was counting down the seconds until she got back and bath time started. Once all three were bathed, she read them a story, while I relaxed, for the first time today. Finally, she sent them to bed, and I took them time to pen this journey.
So, it's T+1 day and FPA Express is on course and speed. There are no troubles here, Houston.
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Welcome to parenthood. Hopefully yours will actually sleep so that you can get some rest. We can't wait to meet them!
ReplyDeleteGood job on surviving day one. Before long, you won't be able to remember life before them.
We they are definately a hand full especially when you add Shaleigh to the mix. I believe Catherine's favorite question is "Where is Shaleigh, why isn't she here, when is she coming?"
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