I'm BAAACK....

Last week was just too damn hectic. Allow me to catch you up.

First, most of the girls' therapists were on vacation last week, including the ABA teachers who come during the middle of the week. The thing about the teachers (besides the fact that they're great gals who are wonderful with my kids) is that they are a team of two - which means that there's one teacher per girl. When they're here, I actually get to leave the room and do...stuff. Sometimes I'll wash dishes, or do some laundry...sometimes I'll take a dip in the pool. With those gals on vacation, there was no dipping this past week.

I took Dr. D. to a gastro doctor for her acid reflux. The doc thinks she's doing it to herself, and has put her on Prevacid. It seemed like it was working, only now she's refusing to take it. I'd really hate to have to make her do an upper GI series. We also took the girls to the dermatologist for their rash that will not go away. Turns out the girls have keratosis pillaris -- a.k.a: dry skin. We'll have to keep moisturizing them, and maybe throw in a little alpha hydroxy lotion for exfoliation.

What else? I actually got out of the house last Friday night and hung out at Danielle's house scrapbooking for a few hours - and believe me, I needed to get out of the house. Next week is proving to be just as challenging. I need to stock up on my St. John's Wort.

I'm still kicking asses over at early intervention because the agency apparently cannot find us a speech therapist for the girls. They're dragging their feet, and its pissing me off. The ONE thing my kids need most is the one thing they're taking too damn long to figure out. If this keeps up I'm going to turn up on their doorstep and make some noise, then no body gonna be happy. Believe that.

Our next door neighbor announced this week that she's moving. Her son felt it best to get her out of the neighborhood in light of recent events. DH and I are chomping at the bit to get the hell out of dodge as well. The neighborhood is rapidly declining; we were hoping we'd be able to stay here until the girls are old enough to warrant their own bedrooms, but looks like we'll be bugging out sooner than that. Unfortunately, we just don't have the money to do it now, or anytime soon. DH is sitting on pins and needles, waiting for me to go back to work. And I'm between a rock and a hard place. I can't go back to I.T.; I've been out of the loop for too long. So, what else am I qualified to do? The best I can hope for is a part time administrative job. I don't want to work in the city and deal with that commute - and I'd need a part time gig because the girls are only going to be in school part time to start. Part time work won't really bring in the "big bucks"..so you see the problem.

I always wanted to provide my girls with a better life than the one I had. I don't want to fail them.

I guess if DH hadn't been out of work for two years, and if I had gone right back to work, we'd certainly be in better financial shape. This is the kind of shit that keeps me up at night.

And if you're not completely bored (or depressed) by now, here's the Friday Fiver:

1. Who do you live with? - DH, and my two girls
2. Do you like who you live with or do you want change? - Like I have a choice??
3. Describe the ideal roommate: - someone who knows when to leave me the hell alone, and someone who puts down the toilet seat - I'm easy to please.
4. How much sleep did you get last night? - About six hours
5. Where would you love to play hide-and-seek? - Is this a trick question?