Ok, so-----
Robb and I accepted a position with the Utah Youth Village being teaching family parents. Which means that we are group home parents for girls ages 6-13. Are we nuts? Probably!! So we have been here for just over two weeks now, crazy, that's how it has been for the last two weeks. When we are free from the busy life of being parents to 7- five girls and Robb's two- we are unpacking. I have pictures of the craziness of our apartment. So it is taking us a while to say the least.
Let me explain a little bit about how it works. We are literally gaurdian's for 5-6 girls, we get them up send them off to school and are here when they get back. We help them with their homework, make sure they are here for there therapy, take them to court hearings, Dr.'s appointment's etc. etc. Now the tougher part comes in these are not just typical kids. Some have been severely abused and/or neglected, some have serious mental and emotional problems. They are all here through the state, so either they are from the foster care program, or they are adopted. Right now we are dealing with a little girl with some serious issue's which has tried our patience, but she is starting to warm up to us so the tantrum's, and freak outs are getting more spread and less dramatic and violent.
Now, due to my past experience I am quite adjusted to this way of life and am well aware of the capabilities of these troubled little girls. Unfortunately for me I am pregnant so I have been warned, chastised and told that I cannot restrain kids because of the risk. Well, needless to say, due to my stubborness and experience I have restrained two times in the last week (bad on me I know) I promise I wont do it again, they were for good reason I promise, and if you knew the situation you would know why I did it and I did it with Robb protesting the entire time. No worries I am fine thanks to my amazing skills and dodging flinging limbs and flying objects (literally).
On to other things.
Katiya turned 8 on the 9th. She is so excited to get baptised. The only downfall is, we have no idea when she is getting baptised. We haven't hears anything from her mom and of course heaven forbid we make any concrete plans without her say-even though she is completely inactive and we have been the ones to teach Katiya and take her to church. So that will be something that we are still trying to iron out. We will see how that goes. She had a small group of family over for her birthday and she is going to have a slumber party on of the times that she is here for the weekend and will invite a few friends over which she is excited for.
Baby news!!!
So I am almost 18 weeks along. I have my next OBGYN appointment on the 3rd of October and hopefull we find out whether I can get frills or basketballs. Unfortunately it hasn't been pretty getting to this point. For a while I was only throwing up once a week. The last 6 weeks or so it has been a steady 3-4 days out of the week. And unfortunately for me my bladder doesn't like to cooperate so I go through a lot of pants in the mean time. My gag reflexes are on high alert, every time I cough or clear my throat I start dry heaving and get nauseous and even start losing everything in my stomach. And where I used to have a strong stomach for attrocious smells and yucky looking things I can't stand any of it, we had a girl lose her lunch on the back porch and I almost lost mine right along with her, that never would have happened 4 months ago. Happier news-the baby let's me know that it is there and doing well. It likes music too-we were in church and every time a hymn was sung the baby would start kicking, it was quite fun to feel to bad no one else can feel it yet.
I have more but not enough time and I also have lot's lof pics of different things that I will write about at a later date.
15 Months - 15 Loves
11 years ago
1 comment:
Wow! You guys are amazing to be able to do that. I admire you for doing so. So I guess you are not in the ward anymore? We will miss you. I am sorry things are still rough with the pregnancy. I hope it gets better. I was doing good until saturday, so when I would say I would be doing good, I would throw up. At least you know you have a little one in there when you do. As frustrating as it can be!
Post a Comment