Haven't been in the mood to write in a while. Plus, really don't know what exactly to tell you about. What do you wanna know? How about BioMom's trip back to Juvi for 3weeks. Or maybe how upset she was when I picked up "Little Man" one night from his visit. She had been raided by her PO's during her "time with him". She didn't want him to see that. (Ya, 'cuz he'll never see an officer again in his life if he is with her.) Or do you want to hear how people are asking and questioning us about "Why don't you want to adopt him?" "He's starting to look like you!" Oh I know, I'll tell you about my dream/nightmare I had this weekend.
It was real for sure. Except, when I woke up in a full sweat I knew, for sure, it wasn't! I got a phone call from the BioDad. He was ready to set up visits with "Little Man". I was not happy because BioMom has already been taking up so much of my time lately. I meet him some random neighborhood. Not the good kind with a security gate. He is definitely not the fatherly-looking type. "Little Man" is at the county office with the social worker I assumed. BioDad was following me in his car so we could meet up with them. Before we got out od the car in the parking lot I was checking my phone messages and saw a county number in the missed calls. I stopped and listened. "BioDad is now in the picture and he will get one visit of one hour each week for now. Blah blah blah" Ok, normal, whatever. Then for some reason there was a stack of mail on the passenger seat next to me. I see there is one from the county. After opening it I read that this case is to be handle with EXTRA CARE because BioDad is a murderer! Say what? I see in my rearview mirror that he on his way towards my car so we can walk in together. Reading faster, the letter tells m the details of the event he was responsible for. He shot some government officials or something extra wrong. Now I have to act all calm and like the letter was nothing because he standing at my car door. All I kept thinking the entire way to the building, through the offices, inside the elevator was "He doesn't know this is a government building but the second he realizes it he is going to takeoff! Or easier he'll just attack everyone." Still smiling we made our trip upstairs and he never gave me any reason to be scared. The letter from the county was all I needed. Which sucks 'cuz now I wish I hadn't read it. "Did he see the words on the paper when he was outside my car door? He is going to be pissed if he knows I know that." BEEP BEEP BEEP!!!! The alarm goes off and I'm soaking in sweat from my head to my toes.
See? Your day could have been fine without knowing that right? Just for the record, none of that dream is remotely true. As of yet... we still don't have a paternity test on file.
Till there are more fun times to report,
Amy
