The Mother Lioness speaks...

Burglary update: Suspect not yet found, none of our stuff has surfaced...not that I expected it. We're meeting with the detective on Sunday to get a copy of the theft report so that I can submit our claim to the insurance company. Fun. We installed an alarm one week ago, and that's gone a way toward helping me sleep.

In other news, I had my annual meeting with Early Intervention this week. I would rather have been in a prison camp. It was awful.

Why is it that anything having to do with the state is a hassle?? The service coordinator told me that this whole thing was basically foregone conclusion, that we review the girls' progress and come up with a plan for the next 6 mos.Then the EI rep walked in the room,and right off the bat - she had a problem with our OT's notes, and suggested that she might not allow OT services to continue until the notes are revised. THEN she begins to question the girls' PDD diagnosis -- the girls were preemies, they're girls, blah blah. I felt the heat rising up my face and I was about ready to reach over the table and punch her in the face when she suggested that maybe the girls be put into an ABA school in Brooklyn (she wanted to put them into school and cancel all the home based services). I said..."They don't speak, how can I put them into SCHOOL?!" She again questioned the diagnosis, and kept asking ME what my concerns were, did I agree with the diagnosis (like she was waiting for me to make the wrong answer allowing her to take away services)I said to her, "In the last year I've had a total of 8 therapists in my home, all of whom agree with the diagnosis, along with the pediatrician, what more do you want?"

After a little more of this bitch throwing her weight around and I was done. I stopped her and said, "Let me say this: if you're telling me that you're going to take away services from my daughters today, this meeting ends now and we're going right to an appeal hearing. They are over two years old, and this is a critical time for them. They have 44 weeks left in EI before they transition out and it would be detrimental to them to take services away at this time."We were also requesting an increase for speech therapy. She sucked her teeth and said, "I don't know where you find the time". I replied, "I MAKE TIME. do you think this is FUN? Do you think its easy for me, or for them?"She gave me a fight. But she approved everthing I asked for.

Friggen whore. Like it was coming out of her pocket or something.

Don't fuck around when it comes to my kids, or I will smite you. SMITE YOU.

OK. I'm off. Still installing Windows on my replacement laptop (GRRR!), so here's the Friday Fiver to keep you busy.

1. Do you smoke? - not anymore. I used to smoke when I had cocktails, but that was the extent of it.
2. Are you more likely to be caught humming, whistling or singing to yourself? - usually just talking, but if I have to make a choice, singing
3. Have you ever been to New Orleans?- Yes. The meal I ate at Emeril's Delmonico was (and still is) the best meal I've ever eaten.
4. When is the last time you saw the sun rise? - Probably when the babies were little and I was up feeding them every three hours
5. Can you swim? - A little.