tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post6747275699601222565..comments2023-11-03T10:44:07.581-05:00Comments on The Accidental Mommy: Payback's a b...... pissed off 7 year oldUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-57346757846037799802010-07-09T05:56:51.853-05:002010-07-09T05:56:51.853-05:00An excellent post of the horrors of transition. Tr...An excellent post of the horrors of transition. Transition whether good or bad is viewed the same in our little angels eyes. This post should be printed and handed out at adoptive/foster care meetings world-wide. I gag when i hear phrases like, "love is enough" or just use "tough love." Tough love? The parents I know dress like Rambo, come out swinging every morning like Rocky and put Mother Theresa to shame in the long-suffering-patience department. I actually did use your name as a reference in my June 18th post, Beauty For Ashes and 64 Ounces of H20 in hopes that all of those sappy social workers that I KNOW read my blog will learn something!SECRET PEPPER PERSON:https://www.blogger.com/profile/06434583043459305729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-89849667498189447622010-06-30T23:10:09.112-05:002010-06-30T23:10:09.112-05:00YES! Even FUN change is still a change and change ...YES! Even FUN change is still a change and change is..... no good! I'd actually rather be splayed on the floor than deal with the sneaky manipulative stuff too. At least it's out there.<br /><br />Anymore though, we at least know the signs and basically know her repertoire of stuff to throw at us. <br /><br />I'm going to use ch ch ch changes on a post soon- I always forget that one!The Accidental Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00409271721074309249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-89798983554324603092010-06-29T21:12:59.833-05:002010-06-29T21:12:59.833-05:00Oh, I have to say that I vastly prefer embarrassme...Oh, I have to say that I vastly prefer embarrassment and hours spent sprawled on the kitchen floor to either vomit or pee. God is good to me!Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12623179886908222942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-88426073143961718762010-06-29T21:11:56.404-05:002010-06-29T21:11:56.404-05:00We're living parallel lives.
We went to Day...We're living parallel lives. <br /><br />We went to Dayton, then a "friend" of Anastasia's came to stay - a friend whose mother NEEDS her to be with us....but after a day or two, I saw that storm cloud coming. Anastasia hates change but she especially hates "fun". Eventually things disintegrated to the point that the other girl's sanity was at stake. Especially when, during lunch - Wham! the antique chair is thrown to the ground, and smack! the cracker box follows, spewing crackers all over. <br /><br />Attempts at calming strategies in the kitchen simply resulted in our darling YELLING that "N. IS BORING! I hate her!!!!" And a few more choice slaps and slams and my little peach had to be held down on the kitchen floor. "Hey, Zhen - could you take N. out to eat on the front porch?"<br /><br />Our little guest's rather sad homelife is probably looking all shiny and sweet after this vacation!Anniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12623179886908222942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-21599804751027397292010-06-28T20:51:50.129-05:002010-06-28T20:51:50.129-05:00I totally understand the ..now how did you put it ...I totally understand the ..now how did you put it ....What's that....what's that smell? Mmm, marinated daytime pee clothes that have sat all over my furniture. Who drew on the..... oh never mind. Just clean it up. .... but to see how far you have come is an awesome look back in timeRachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08316903237522668605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-60362905424421299922010-06-28T17:03:25.727-05:002010-06-28T17:03:25.727-05:00Essie, you won my giveaway! Send me your e-mail ad...Essie, you won my giveaway! Send me your e-mail addy, and I'll e-mail you the Amazon gift!Shantihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670894338491470873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-807502455658699712010-06-28T09:17:27.170-05:002010-06-28T09:17:27.170-05:00Isn't it great, though, that she's forgett...Isn't it great, though, that she's forgetting she hates change for a space? Sometimes Princess forgets she was in the middle of screaming for a while. It gives me a chance to distract her. Pretending I was going to vomit worked last time.Kerriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11619612090329550267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-43905067587590891202010-06-27T20:21:59.047-05:002010-06-27T20:21:59.047-05:00I loved the singing by the way! And our daughters...I loved the singing by the way! And our daughters really are twins even though one was born in Guatemala and one was born in Ukraine. They are so much alike.Mom 4 Kidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10906174408622921425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-74935830730711485832010-06-27T13:59:05.124-05:002010-06-27T13:59:05.124-05:00I love the emaciated mosquito analogy...fits my RA...I love the emaciated mosquito analogy...fits my RADakid's incessant questions to a T. Our Wango Tango has been decreasing to only once every few days, but in its place is the crazy arguing that makes me wonder if I've suddenly sprouted purple hair.Ericka Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03847356245625891917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-20875682916269167852010-06-26T21:55:46.093-05:002010-06-26T21:55:46.093-05:00Wow, what a lot going on! I always love reading y...Wow, what a lot going on! I always love reading your stories, and how openly and honestly you relate them. I cracked up at your "sucky" fixes....I always feel like I have some great tricks up my sleeve, and some that are quite sucky but just might work!<br /><br />While I was reading your post, I kept hearing that song in my head...."ch-ch-ch-ch-changes....turn and face the strange...ch-ch-changes"....Sherrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13980063502482258767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8484148947744118811.post-78430896441214156152010-06-26T16:27:51.150-05:002010-06-26T16:27:51.150-05:00Progress is wonderful and even better when you rec...Progress is wonderful and even better when you recognize it. She has come a long way.GB's Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08866513131959998883noreply@blogger.com