Actually, it hasn't been- it has rained for freaking eternity, and when it isn't raining, it's disgustingly hot and muggy. NOT my favorite kind of weather- and my hair is a bonafide disaster. However, not knowing any stylists in the area, I guess I put up with the frizzy mop for a little while longer (and no, extra conditioner, straightening balm, straightening spray, and my ceramic straightening iron don't do much of anything...)
However there are a few tiny rays of light on my horizon, and I shall share them as follows:
1.) My first prenatal went swimmingly, and I even got to experience a tiny glimpse of Seven when the practitioner couldn't find a heart beat (and I freaked out a little.) All is well, heartbeat and all- kinda looks like a thumb with arm-and-leg buds- I was just 8 1/2 weeks instead of 9 1/2 weeks. Not out of the woods yet, by any means, especially being an 'older mother' this time around. But I did learn that I may get to skate by with a scheduled c-section this time around (due to my previous coochie surgery,) and I also get to look at Seven much more often than my other four since I am so OLD, and OLD mothers are considered high risk.
2.) The kids are with their dad for the next nine days or so, visiting his family in the Carolinas. Well, the youngest three, anyway. JA wheedled his way into staying with his grandparents under the guise of 'helping out' since Gpa Marv is having surgery Thursday. Helping. Yeah. Right. What this really means for him is limited supervision, free access to the computer, cell phone 24/7 (which his dad was supposed to take from him when he failed two more classes this past semester,) and the opportunity to run and play with his friends and girlfriend without any responsibilities or accountability. I was LIVID- and when his dad and I discussed possible ways to handle the situation, Troy COPPED OUT. He didn't want to spend the time or money to bring him back to me (where he would immediately be getting a job, since he swore the reason he had not yet looked was because of his planned 'vacation' out East,) he did not want the trouble of taking him with him out East (since apparently he cannot handle him along with the other three,) and he wussed out by not taking the phone or setting any ground rules when he left him at Gma's because that would've caused more grief between him and his family (who are barely speaking to him now over the whole situation- they can't believe Troy would be so cruel as to make rational decisions regarding his son and his son's potential future, instead of giving him free reign to F**k up his life any further.)
Can you tell I'm honked?
3.) Steve and I picked up Scott yesterday at the airport- fun awaits.
I'll be back.
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