Bedtime tonight was another logical time to talk about the visit to Dallas this weekend.
It seems I may have jumped the gun. Both cherubs insisted that Papi J slept at a different house. They seemed genuine too. Not sure why I got the story I did this morning. But tonight, they were singing a different tune.
Dude very much insists that he still wants to stay here forever. (We had to talk about when court would be next. He's trying to figure out this whole system.) ((Good luck buddy!))
Dolly seemed settled enough. Not too emotional. Not too freaked out. But contemplative. Her take on things was different from Dude's. She looked up at me tonight and said, "You happy I'm back Mommy." She won't let me in on her emotions but she wants to know what mine are.
All in all, today wasn't too bad from the little cherubs. It's more me. And I know that.
It's hard to share them. They've been mine for over a year with hardly a blip in the radar from their bio family. They knit themselves to me. I don't want to unravel all that.
But, sure enough, Bio Mom called to confirm her visit for tomorrow morning. Looks like I'll be packing up the homeschool and heading an hour west so Dude and Dolly can see their mom again.
So share them I will. With a Bio Mom that has barely seen them since they came in to Care. With a Bio Mom who already missed one appointment last week concerning her Service Plan. With a Grandma that has NEVER initiated contact of any kind with the kids. And with a Bio Dad that just got out of prison.
Sharing really sucks sometimes!