The Present...The Family...

It's been very crazy and stressful on top of pregnancy. These posts are brief, but I want to be able to hit the high points. This blog is my "diary" of sorts. Things I want to remember, yet sometimes want to forget. I hope that in the future when things improve I can look back and be proud we made it through the situations.

4/08 - Kaitlyn and her asthma meds, hospital experience. Had to fly to Vegas, but could not get a flight until the next morning.

4/09 - Kaitlyn at Siena, transferred to Montevista. J.F. and I pull her out of Montevista. Nurses and quack doctor refuse to let us go. Nurses have had about 5 minutes with her and the doctor just "decided" that she shouldn't leave. He indicated he would get CPS involved to come after us. We leave with Kaitlyn after the staff had told her we had left without even saying goodbye! Kaitlyn was "integrated" right away. It was a cold and somewhat uncontrolled place. It just seemed wrong and that it wasn't the solution. It took a call and much political correctness to convince the chief of staff (Doctor) that we were OK to leave. We went "against the advice of the doctor" but we got the hell out. For once, despite our unspoken child support fight, J.F. and I came together to make the best decisions for Kaitlyn. I could not believe we were dealing with this situation. It worries me. I learn during this visit that J.F. and Kaitlyn are fighting all the time. Of course I was never clued in, but now it's crisis and Kaitlyn won't discuss it, but John has plenty to say about her potty mouth and defiance. Part of it is that she's 14 and maybe she's discovering that her dad isn't full of the magic she once thought. Maybe it's depression...yep, that's it according to her dad and because I've fought it for half my life, it's from me. He doesn't come out and say this, but it's very clear. I think...OK, whatever. The main issue is to help our daughter, whatever that may be.

I end up staying at J.F.'s house and overnighted, which was not my plan. I stayed in Gillian's room, Gillian bunked with John and Kaitlyn in her room. I told both the girls that this was a rare occurrence for a specific reason and that I had no plans of getting back together with their dad. However, after spending the day with him and despite our coming together to help Kaitlyn, I realized (for the millionth time) why we were never good together and never should have been. We are such different people. I could go on for days about it, but I won't. 'Nuff said.

4/12 through 4/15 - Last trip before delivery to the Dallas office. Met Carrie for the first time. Still attempting to get a grip on all the processes and options for my Sabre customers as well as dealing with pregnancy brain. It was an exhausting 4 days, but so great to meet Kristin in person. I attached to her hip all week and she was WONDERFUL! I also spent a bit of time with Carrie chatting and that great. Connie is wonderful too. Also met Will and David. It's a fabulous group and again, I'm so grateful to work at home and for a good company such as SHS. Not sure about my director. The micromanagement frustrating. I feel like it's more of a peer relationship vs. director to manager. There's a lot that bugs me about it. I'm not the only one. Our team has all expressed (to each other) our skepticism.

4/15 - Returned from Dallas to a notice from child support office notifying me of revoking of driver's license. Due to lack of payment. Never mind the fact that the NV child support office indicated that they would be garnishing my wages, which they never did. Then I faxed the sheet back that notified of the drivers license revocation indicating I wanted a payment plan. They still have the amounts wrong. I also have faxed the schedule of payments that John had provided. I still cannot get my caseworker Ms. Carpenter to talk to me. It's so frustrating. However, I am not excited about getting John involved and begging him to get the state off of my back. When it rains it pours...I swear to god!

4/20 - Our taxes are now late. We've discovered we're facing a 6k tax bill due to "making too much money". Thus we are unable to write off 16k in loss from the houses. It's funny (not haha) that we seem to make so much money and we really have to think twice about ordering a pizza. We can't even think of doing anything else. There just isn't any extra money. None. Nada. It's very depressing. We keep chugging along. We are revisiting the short sale option. Maybe it's even bankruptcy. I don't know. I'm not even sure where to begin to talk to someone. More worries...more worries.