Yes folks, here we go again.
Monday night we received Sweet Pea, a 10 week old baby boy.
When he got here he was very obviously neglected. Dirty, smelly, and not so happy looking (go figure). He was substance exposed (meth) at birth, but no information about the levels of exposure to know if he has any residual effects.
He had serious diarrhea and was in obvious discomfort. I think he was given milk and not formula.
He was living with an aunt with three of his siblings. There are seven children in all, three residing with paternal relatives for a long time now, and then a 10 year old, 4 year old, and almost 2 year old.
Actually, we were asked to take the 2 year old, but I had to say no because my dear husband reminded me I was going out of town this weekend and he would be home alone!
Anyhoo, we're acclimating the little guy, as well as ourselves. He's not a sleeper and the first night was up every 45 minutes. The next night up to just over an hour, and last night we had one three hour stretch.
The worker that brought him over was very open about the case, so in turn I briefly told her about my issues with the last worker and asked that whomever took over for her (she is only the investigative worker) know that I will not go quietly this time around. She laughed and said "That's funny shit. I'll pass it on."
I think she will.
So we'll see where we go from here. For now, we're having some difficulty with constant comparisons to the baby boy, but I think that's normal as it is our only experience.
Wish the hubs luck alone with Sweet Pea all weekend. I personally think it's great for him to live in my shoes. Yes, normally we help each other, but he goes out of town a lot and I'm home alone for days. It's high time the shoe was on the other foot (0: