Archive for August, 2007

Prayer Request

I just talked to my friend, the one with the surprise pregnancy, and she may end up having a miscarriage. There is a scratch on the amniotic sac that is growing as the baby grows instead of healing.  She already thought she miscarried earlier last week while they were on vacation.  Fortunately they were only a couple hours north of here and she could get into see a doctor in her OB’s office, where they did an ultrasound showing that the baby still has a heartbeat.  But the doctor said the only thing they can do is wait and take it easy.

We’ve been through a lot together as friends with many ups and downs. Oddly enough, we had a long (e-mail) discussion earlier this year and things have been really good between us this spring, despite how my emotions surrounding infertility have been affected by the recent birth of their son and then the news of this pregnancy. My heart is just breaking for them, that they might end up having a miscarriage.

So if you are the praying type, would you please say a prayer for her and her family?

Gee ya think?

I’ve thought this since the very beginning.  I absolutely support our troops since they have no choice but to do their job there, I’m just hoping that maybe, just maybe, somebody can knock some sense into Bush’s skull about Iraq.

U.S. officials rethink hopes for Iraqi democracy

Click link to go to CNN or click more to read the story here :)

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2 years ago

2 years ago today, we finalized Widget’s adoption. While we had been a family in our eyes and the eyes of all who knew us from the very start, something about the formalization of it was somewhat overwhelming. Maybe it was knowing that she was now our child in the eyes of the law too, no more overseeing by a social worker, no more fears they would take her away from us because we weren’t perfect parents, no more worries that if something happened to us, our families wouldn’t get a say in with whom she would live.

The judge was awesome and said the days she has adoption finalizations are some of her favorite within her job. It has to be when your other days are full of custody hearings, juvenile delinquencies and so on.

Widget was a ham as is typical with her, pounding the gavel, sitting on the judge’s lap. I remember she hated the dress she was wearing because it was longer and hindered her ability to crawl and oh, how she wanted to crawl away and explore the hallway of the courthouse.

We celebrated by having dinner with our parents and a couple of my siblings who were able to make it to the hearing.

The only drawback to the day:

It meant that her original birth certificate was sealed and no one could get a copy of it any more. That is something I don’t like and needs to be changed. While we know the names of her first parents, she should have the right to have the original document showing that information.

But I’m not going to soapbox any more on this post about it. This post is about remembering and celebrating the day we became a family of three in eyes of the law finalization.jpgfinalization2.jpg

I feel like I should write something

I saw #5 this morning.   He does a damn good job helping me sort, verbalize, whatever.  I’m not sure I feel better but I have more clarity about what is going on emotionally.  And well, it isn’t something I’m comfortable posting about.I know, surprising, considering some previous posts.
Heh. Guess I’m changing ;)

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In response to a letter in my mail

Dear former Mortgage Company,

Thank you for your kind letter regarding the serious personal matter we have with you. As much as I would like to be able to send you a check for the full amount due as per your request, apparently you do not realize that we do not have this money. We are not keeping a secret stash from you. I promise. In fact, if you know where this money might be hiding, would you kindly let me know as it would come in handy during our current financial situation.

If you really would like this money, I shall direct you to contact the mortgage broker and his f***ing appraiser who scammed us in order to sell us a mortgage, which you then bought. In a way, I feel you brought this situation upon yourself by not properly reviewing the documents and recognizing the predatory lending practices that were prevalent in the origination of this mortgage.

Thank you for your time,
Your former mortgagees

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Yes, today we received a letter asking us to please remit the full amount due on the difference between what we were able to sell our home for and what we owed. AS IF.

Do they NOT get it? If we had the money available, we would not have needed a short sale. Duh.

I swear companies are out to screw the consumer over. Add this to the $90 charge I got on our first phone bill with the new phone company (slogan: Your world. Delivered.) Their explanation: we had to send a technician to make sure a dial tone was available through the telephone box. I asked why I was not notified prior to installation. Response: We didn’t know if we would have to send a tech. Had I known this, I would not have made the change. I left a message for the woman’s manager, explaining that I would not be paying this charge as I was never even notified that this was a possibility. And the gas company crap. And yet another HOSPITAL bill from my *retreat* nearly a year ago.

I think I’m going to take another retreat and pretend that there are no bills or debt in my life. Maybe I’ll live in my mother’s world since she informed me she decided “Money was not going have a hold over her life.” Uh, yeah, Mom. Brilliant.

Update full of randomness

My session with #5 this week was better than I thought it might be. Lots of him making me evaluate and look at what things I’m stressing over that I might be able to take steps to get answers to. Plus we talked about my great ability to stew about stuff. I said I excel at stewing, which made him chuckle ;-)

My anxiety has been awful lately over the whole money situation. Every time I think we might be able to get on track, we end up in another tight money crisis. On paper, it looks like it should work but it never seems to. We are still agonizing over whether to file bankruptcy or wait because I am picking up an extra day starting in September and I got a whopping 40 cent per hour raise, which will help but we don’t know if it will truly help enough. Whether my “sanity” can take another day in the world of Thermoblah, I don’t know. And of course, we are continuing to get some phone calls from the “friendly” people at our old mortgage company, and since they won’t talk to me and they call my cell phone to talk to T, I guess they are s*0*l. I figure if I get a chance to talk to them, I’m just going to say they might as well give up now because if they do push us for it, we are going to file for bankruptcy protection which we should qualify for with no problem, so either way, they aren’t getting jack from us.

T is leaving me again this weekend for more canoing. This time he is going for one of our friends’ 30th birthday. While I’m glad he is getting some time to do guy stuff, I’m kind of dreading having the weekend to myself with Widget because she has been a bit of a pill lately and having his help on the weekend is sometimes very essential to my stability. I was thinking about tackling potty-training since we would have the weekend with no plans but I haven’t committed myself to it yet. I still don’t know if she is really ready or not (I think I was agonizing over this a year ago, with no progress. Ha!) and it seems like such a huge project.

Financial Institutions piss me off

This is another rant about the poor state of our finances. If you do not want to read about how badly we have managed our money, you might as well skip this post….

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I hate that banks can process checks in the middle of the night when I can’t physically enter the bank and deposit money.

Case in point, apparently our rent check went through faster than usual and before they had processed T’s paycheck, (which comes by MAIL- an incredible anomaly considering the fact they are an IT business). Since we had no where near enough money in there, they bounced it and charged me $30 according to my web banking records. Now I’m praying that the bank will just reprocess the check on Monday since the deposit is there and not send it back to our landlord’s bank. If they do that, I have another $75.00 in fees to pay to our landlord.

I do not have an extra $75.00. In fact, I don’t even have the extra $30 the bank charged me. I just sat down to do our bills/budget for the rest of the month and we are still short because of all these stupid extra things. We have no room for extra bills, like the bill that showed up for the deductible from the hospital for an urgent care visit we made earlier this spring after Widget got her 3 middle fingers pinched in a very, very heavy wooden door in a restaurant and that was only the radiology bill (where the radiologist asked if she had gotten her thumb pinched too because she “saw” something there, her thumb was fine).

This is on top of having to pay my entire bill due to our old gas company, when they failed to tell me that I had to pay the first payment within 4 days of setting up a payment plan for the giant final bill, otherwise they drop the plan and refer you to collections. I paid that first payment within a week. And then started getting calls from the collections people the next week asking when I was going to pay the rest of the bill. They called everyday, acting like they were someone I knew/wanted to talk to when they called, DESPITE the fact their number showed up as unavailable,

“Hello?”

“Is Erin there?”

” Speaking”

“Hi, Erin. How are you? Are you having a good day?”

“Not since you called.”

” This is so & so from old gas company collections people. I was wondering when you would be paying the rest of your bill. Tomorrow? Can I put down that you are paying the bill in full tomorrow?”

“No. Do you have a payment plan?”

“No, we do not. Bill must be paid in full. And we will call every day until it is paid.”

“Oh for pete’s sake, I’ll put a check in the mail Friday and THANK YOU for using my cell phone minutes up with your pestering.” (This was after they had called me every day for two weeks.)
They called me on Friday to verify that I was, in fact, putting the check in the mail that day.

I really hate to say it but I’m truly beginning to think that if we don’t file for bankruptcy, we may never get out of this mess. It is like a sinkhole and all the scrabbling we do to get up the sides ends up just burying us further. I know that if we can get out of this hole, we would be fine financially, but at the moment, it feels like it is pouring financial crises on us. I’m feeling very discouraged by the whole thing and very guilty for the mess we are in.

Plus it worries me about our future ability to adopt, if we have the black mark of bankruptcy on our credit.

I made

a pan of rice pudding last night at about 8 PM.

Apparently neither Widget nor T like rice pudding.

I have now eaten 2/3 of the 2 qt pan since then.

And I could still eat more cause I love rice pudding.

:-P

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About Me

I'm Erin since May 1977

Wife to T since June 14, 1997

Mommy to Widget since November 2004

Widget joined our family through a domestic open adoption. We have a fully open adoption with her maternal first family, seeing them 3-4 times per year.

About this blog

A place for me to ramble about my life as a Christian mom, wife, ethical adoption advocate, childhood cancer survivor, depression fighter.

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