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As I suspected might happen, I received new legal papers notifying me of a re-trial date. My husband did not agree with the restraining order, temporary custody order or requirement to pay child support. He's fighting a loss of control, and he won't give up easily. I am dreading it all. The entire re-hashing... Think of me... and do pray... the 30th, 9am. Tomorrow, I am determined to go to the DMV and get the written portion of the drivers' test done. Maybe my oldest can go, too. It depends on what the cost is... I've also been busy getting birth certificates, and social security numbers/cards for the children. We've been busy coming and going to Public Health to get children vaccinated, too. The four-year-old excitedly began the k-4 class, this afternoon. She loved it! They will meet for three hours four days per week. I think this will be exceptionally good for her! She has problems with verbalization and I'm also hoping this will aid in "drawing her out". The teacher told me that she didn't talk at all until she needed seconds of lunch. I wasn't surprised! The other four children are doing really, really well at school as well. I love when we're all sitting for supper at the table, and they banter about their day. The interjecting and sharing and laughing is contagious! My concerns about the olders not "fitting in" or feeling "alien" in the school system after being homeschooled their entire lives was unfounded. The fifteen-year-old had no problem making lots of friends, covering and all! I feel like I'm making headway. Things are beginning to "pull together" more, and steps toward goals are slowly being achieved. I learned, today, that there may be schooling right in town for nursing. I was an assistant years ago. Too many years have passed, however, since I last worked for me to be "grandfathered" back in. So I will have to be re-trained for the certification. However, I had thought the only route possible would be an hour away, at the nearest technical college. What a blessing it would be if this were not the only option! I saw a family-style restaurant's sign that read, "Help Wanted" as I made my way to the grocery by foot, this afternoon. I almost went in for an application. The need for some sort of an income - any amount - is beginning to press in on me. Well, it is time to go scrub-a-dub the rest of the children. The olders are done and it's time to bubble up the little ones. Love your families, everyone. And may God richly bless you. |
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