Congestion, pictures and LAME, annoying questions.

So yeah I know it was in the last entry but I am leaving this montage up for a while. I love it and I am proud so sue me!

Things are improving here. I am feeling so much better. Still a little nasally but I can live with that.

Makily is also doing so much better. She still has lots of congestion so I kept her home yesterday and today. It was COLD this morning and I wasn't taking her out into that. Not worth the risk of her getting sick and running fevers like that again. NO WAY!


Makily's carseat is in! I am so excited. We are going to pick it up tomorrow! Nothing yet on the bed though.


Our Easter was LAME and uneventful. I tried to salvage it by doing an impromptu photo shoot with Makily. She was NOT pleased and I don't blame her. Her button is leaking (it does this anytime she has been sick), she's congested, didn't feel well and just wasn't into getting her pictures taken. The majority of them she just looks pitiful.
Here are the only ones that turned out remotely okay.







This one is significant because......




.......the egg in it is the same one she is holding here.



The foster care licensing is still in limbo. We had a very emotional home visit last week that I do not wish to repeat. Our licensing specialist had some really tough questions that mainly revolved around my being on anti-depressants. She wanted to know when my doctor felt I would not need them anymore. I basically explained that Makily's condition is FOREVER and while I have accepted that it's not easy. That I will ALWAYS mourn what she has lost and what we won't get to experience with her. I said many more things I won't type here, it's too depressing. I fought it but ended up crying which really frustrated me. She actually seemed pleased and said that is the kind of answer they were wanting from me. She also asked what Makily's "prognosis" is. I wasn't sure exactly what she meant so I asked her and she said "life span". That also was NOT an easy conversation to have. I basically just told her we don't know that the oldest case I know of is a man in his 40's. She has requested Dr. Pierre write a letter giving them a prognosis....it's basically going to say the same thing I told them but whatever.

The questions they continue to ask don't stop there. They also wanted us to write out what kind of flooring we have in each room of the house including WHAT COLOR it is. I have no idea why. In one of our questionnaire's I had written Allen and I had been together ten years and he said nine and a half. They wanted to know which it was. I was surprised they were that petty over six months.

She also called us at one point to verify that Makily at times gets constipated and then asked Allen's work hours.

Yes, I am serious, I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried.


I'd be lying if I said part of me isn't starting to fee violated by this whole process.

I'm a tough girl though.