I keep forgetting to post something Sam said the other day at Gran's house that was so cute. Samuel was helping Gran unload the dishwasher and his job was to put away the silverware. Well he found this little baby fork and he said, "this fork is soo cute". Gran then told him that the fork was Janna's when she was a baby. Samuel then said, "Oh, you mean when she still lived in Korea." I had a feeling he thought all babies came from Korea. Well it is another rainy day here. Things were pretty rough around our house yesterday. Everyone (including myself) was extra grumpy. It seems we are off to a better start this morning. Jeremy is staying home today because he is not feeling well. He has been feeling pretty crummy the past few days so he decided to stay in today hoping to feel better. Chloe cried out at 1 AM so I just climbed in bed with the girls. We all slept until 8:30 so that was nice. Jeremy is still sleeping. When he gets up I am going to go exercise and I need to run a paper by the doctor's office. Other then the few errands I think we will be staying in the rest of the day. Well I better go get ready to leave Jeremy will probably be waking up soon.
Saturday, September 2, 2023
"I live with a difficult child. That is really hard to write, but the truth is that I have lived with a difficult child for about 14 years. The last few years have been unbearable at times." I haven't written a post in a long time. The main reason is that I don't have a personal computer (my work computer will not let me log in with my personal email) and I absolutely hate writing from my phone, but here I am needing to write,so I write. When I logged on this evening I found that I had started to write a post on May 23, 2022, but never finished it. We had just come off one of the most difficult years with Chloe. I could be found most nights just crying in my bathroom or screaming, "I can't live in this house with her anymore!" Her treatment towards me had escalated so intensely that I didn't even speak to her for several days and I was a little afraid of her. She had been making so many poor choices at home and we just tried to keep them hidden. I...
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