First of all, thanks to Kelly (I think) because that's who I stole this from.

My First Born

21. WHO DROVE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL?
Diane

22. WHO WATCHED YOU GIVE BIRTH?
James, his mom, my friend and her mom

23. WAS IT NATURAL OR C-SECTION?

natural

To dear Mother Nature. Hurry up with Spring already!!!!!

Anyways in four weeks I will be on a few days holidays. I will only have 5 days off, but it will be 5 blissfull days with no kids and no husband and not even laundry or dishes because I will first go to my sisters and then we will drive to a hotel where we will meet up with some of her friends and we will scrapbook all weekend. Only four more weeks. I think it's the only thing holding me together these days. 

Report cards are out this month, Karen got hers on Monday. It wasn't all bad. She does have her strengths, her reading and art and such. Her math sucks but we knew that, not alot of surprises. But her behavior isn't getting an better. If anything her teacher is a little more tolerant though. I think they are hiring a teacher's aide for her classroom, maybe that will help. Cameron gets his "report card" in a little bit here too. He's beyond being graded with the rest of the class, she just writes us a letter saying "he does this, he doesn't do that".

The people who help us out with the cost of Cameron's prescriptions came and saw us. She says that she thinks he still should qualify based on principle but now it doesn't matter so much if you need it, but also how much you make and if they think you can afford it yourself. He did scream the whole time she was here and she even put in her report that she thinks they should cover for a sitter every once in a while so that I can get  a break from the kids. I think maybe now she realizes what he is like. He is standing right here screaming as me as it is. Unfortunately when she asked how much his prescriptions would be I sadly underestimated. All the more reason why they won't want to help but at the same time all the more reason why they should.

On a brighter note... only four more weeks until 5 blissful days off.

My husband and I have had many conversations at idiotic hours of the morning. Usually we are at least somewhat awake. Sometimes he has talked to me in his sleep. He has been dreaming (I assume) that he was at work and talking to whoever was coming on shift and asking them (me) if I had done the dips yet (wat back when he worked at Domo. Then one night I (for some unknown reason, just out of the blue, in the middle of the night) asked if he had put the locking door on the fridge (again, at Domo when they had outside pop coolers) and he jumped out of bed, threw on his coveralls (middle of the winter I might add) and ran out the door and across the street (lucky it was so close). I don't even remember for sure but I don't think he HAD put the door on. Once I called him up because I couldn't sleep, we talked for a while and then the next morning he couldn't remember even talking to me that night. Some boyfriend he was! (just kidding)

However our latest too-early conversation went like this (The boy had just crawled into bed with us and there is just not enough room for 3 people. Hell, when the boy and his boney squirmy butt are in the bed there is hardly room for two.)

Me - "Do you want to go to the couch or stay here with him?"

Him - "I'll go to the couch"

A few minutes pass. I'm trying to stay awake because I am holding the boy to make sure he doesn't fall of the edge.

Me - "Any time now"   

Him - "What was I supposed to be getting?"

Me - "The couch"

Him - "How about I just go the the couch and you stay here?"

Me - "Ok" Wasn't that the plan in the first place???

Needless to say when the boy climbed into our bed this morning I just went to sleep on the couch.  

 

Well, the last few days have been full of news, both good and bad. Lets see, my dad always said to start with the bad news first. So, I had a meeting at the school, this time about Cameron's testing. To cut a very long story short he is classified with a mild cognitive disibility, he falls around (sometimes even below) the first percentile. All his test scores fell in the "extremely low" category except one and that was borderline. This really was nothing we didn't know or expect I guess. Anyways the good news that comes out of this is that they can extend the help they will give him at school to include grade 1 and maybe beyond. Also I sent a copy of this report to the people who are trying to cut him off of their funding and got a call from them today. I was a little worried as I had also mentioned that they were increasing his meds again due to the recent seizures (just another reason why he would be costing them too much, I thought). It seems regular case worker is away and the lady who is covering her cases used to be his worker in the beginning. She says that based on what she has seen he still qualifies so we set up an appointment to draw up a new contract. Yippee!! I guess I should mention that we had a similar meeting with the school about Karen a few weeks ago. The Psycologist there confirmed that she meets the criteria for Aspergers Disorder. There is nothing you can do about it, however there is good news here too in that the school can now give her the help she needs and also that James and I can learn new strategies to deal with her. And last of all, this is neither here nor there really, I went to the doctor was told to start taking a multivitamin. I guess I must be getting old. Actually my vitamin b12 is low and that might actually explain where the anemia came from a few months ago. I think that was all the things we were waiting on all in the space of a few days. Two school reports, the hospital finally got back to us, CFSA slated for renewal, and my results came back.... yup, that's about it.