December, a very long month...
Not really sure where to start at this point. I have been in emotional turmoil for the past three weeks. We lost my grandfather-in-law in the beginning of the month. He was a very good man, kind and giving. He was a retired fire fighter. I have been working on a photo slide show for the memorial service which will be sometime in January.
In October, we had a litter of golden retriever puppies. Since my male is getting up there in age we decided that we were going to keep one of this litter. Well, we fell in love with two of them and ending up keeping two little girls. They were the sweetest things and loved dearly. However, last week they became very ill and we don't know what from. I spent hours around the clock nursing them with a syringe to keep them hydrated and medicated hoping to save them, to which my efforts did not pay off. We lost them. My animals are very much part of my family and they come in right after my children as to how I feel about them. It was a very devastating loss for me since I had watched them come into this world, watched them grow for 10 weeks and made every attempt to save them that I possibly could.
News from my daughter.....well she did come home for a few days before she left to go visit her dad across the country. We were attempting to work things out as a family, starting to make a plan. Originally I had spoken to her dad and had made the decision to keep her with him. Without specifically telling her this, we talked about the possibility of her staying and she made it clear that over her dead body would she stay there with him and his wife. So rather than have to worry about her hitchiking cross country to get back here, I was going to let her come home and work out details of what to do when she returned. However, a huge monkey wrench was thrown into that plan when she called xmas eve morning. "Mom, are you sitting down?" Good thing I was, because she is pregnant. It has been three days of phone calls between her and I and her father and I. He wants her to stay there, in fact he is refusing to let her come home. I have mixed emotions on this. On the emotional side I am a little upset because I believe that she should be with her mother at this time and she needs me. But on the logical side, I have two small children and I sure can't afford financially or mentally to take care of another. If her father wants to take that responsibility, then I guess I am more than happy to let him. She is not happy with the decision at all. I had to explain to her that it's not that I dont want her, but the fact that the best interest of her and the baby would be for her to stay there. This is going to be a very long nine months.
Is it 2007 yet?
Not really sure where to start at this point. I have been in emotional turmoil for the past three weeks. We lost my grandfather-in-law in the beginning of the month. He was a very good man, kind and giving. He was a retired fire fighter. I have been working on a photo slide show for the memorial service which will be sometime in January.
In October, we had a litter of golden retriever puppies. Since my male is getting up there in age we decided that we were going to keep one of this litter. Well, we fell in love with two of them and ending up keeping two little girls. They were the sweetest things and loved dearly. However, last week they became very ill and we don't know what from. I spent hours around the clock nursing them with a syringe to keep them hydrated and medicated hoping to save them, to which my efforts did not pay off. We lost them. My animals are very much part of my family and they come in right after my children as to how I feel about them. It was a very devastating loss for me since I had watched them come into this world, watched them grow for 10 weeks and made every attempt to save them that I possibly could.
News from my daughter.....well she did come home for a few days before she left to go visit her dad across the country. We were attempting to work things out as a family, starting to make a plan. Originally I had spoken to her dad and had made the decision to keep her with him. Without specifically telling her this, we talked about the possibility of her staying and she made it clear that over her dead body would she stay there with him and his wife. So rather than have to worry about her hitchiking cross country to get back here, I was going to let her come home and work out details of what to do when she returned. However, a huge monkey wrench was thrown into that plan when she called xmas eve morning. "Mom, are you sitting down?" Good thing I was, because she is pregnant. It has been three days of phone calls between her and I and her father and I. He wants her to stay there, in fact he is refusing to let her come home. I have mixed emotions on this. On the emotional side I am a little upset because I believe that she should be with her mother at this time and she needs me. But on the logical side, I have two small children and I sure can't afford financially or mentally to take care of another. If her father wants to take that responsibility, then I guess I am more than happy to let him. She is not happy with the decision at all. I had to explain to her that it's not that I dont want her, but the fact that the best interest of her and the baby would be for her to stay there. This is going to be a very long nine months.
Is it 2007 yet?
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