I am drinking. No, I am not drunk yet, but I am on my way. Why not? It's New Years Eve, and I have had a bad week.
We had to leave our baby at the hospital, and then we came home to Ruby, Porky, and our little house guest, The Pug. Ruby is thrilled to bits, and they have barely sat still. Kayla thinks that she will have a peaceful night with the two dogs in her room with her. LMAO!
So, anyway, this is really more of a vent or a rant than an actual post. Sorry.
I am so tired of people that are not involved in my life telling me (or my kids) what it is that I am doing wrong.
KC had someone tell her today WHY Jessie is sick.
Oh, THANK GOD! Thank you, your excellencey. We were all wondering why.
Acorrding to this person, if I did not feed Jessica so much SUGAR, she would be fine.
Never mind that this person has not seen her in about 2 years. Oh yeah, and this person also told KC that you don't do carb counting. That is WRONG.
Whew. Thank GOD that this person has it all figured out. I was getting worried!
Ok, asshat. Let me set you straight.
We count CARBS. That means that Jessie gets a certain amount of insulin according to her bg and the carbs that she is taking in with each meal/snack.
Jessica has had nearly perfect blood sugars since her last hospital visit. Even at home. Her blood sugar is better than ever, so that is not the issue.
I am not perfect, but PLEASE, give me the benefit of the doubt. I am not a bad mom. I take good care of my baby. We do not have a lot of money, but I do the best that I can. I am tired of being judged by someone that has never had any real hardship.
In fact, asshat, PISS off. I have done ok without you. Keep your opinions to yourself. Jessie needs people in her corner that care for her, not negative crap to bring her down.
In completely unrelated news - I can no longer feel my lips.
Ok. well. that feels better.
In all honesty, I have been crying alot. I am worried sick about my little girl. I wish that I had a family to help, or lean on. I wish that my Dad were here, because things really would be different. I wish that she had a bio dad that gave two shits about her.
I am tired. I am scared. I know that God is listening, but is He really HEARING me? I just want my little girl home. I want my family whole again. My WHOLE family to be whole again.
Ok. I am gonna go. It is ..OMG after 2 am and I need to be at the hospital early.