Life is never easy. It’s now nearly 1 am and I’m on the computer instead of sleeping. Both of my boys have ear infections so I’m up with the baby who just can’t sleep. I don’t know if I slept much before he got up due to some of the drama in our life. I’ll try to give a 5 second snapshot just because it’s so completely unbelievable. And I promise, I am not exaggerating one tiny bit.
It all revolves around my husband’s sister and her pending divorce. Her husband’s family is crazy and I mean clinically. There have been harassing/threatening/profane phone calls, restraining orders, lying, etc. This Sunday during their open house someone distracted the realtor in the basement while someone else paintballed the exterior and smeared grease on the carpet in the living room. The realtor couldn’t remember enough about the person who distracted him to give a description to the police so they are not optimistic that they are going to be able to solve the crime.
Then tonight our phone rang and it was DHS. My husband’s sister is our babysitter (and a fantastic one at that) but a member of his family called DHS saying that she is neglecting and harming our kids. I explained everything to the intake worker and she seemed to realize that it’s a bogus claim but of course she has to complete the investigation so she’s going to their house tomorrow and to our house on Saturday. She stressed that WE are not under investigation, the reporter only had a problem with my sister-in-law. The worst part of this is he is an awful father and there have been issues with abuse in their household in the past. And we’re angry because he’s using our son’s illness to try to get back at my sister-in-law.
So that brings us back to now. I’m blogging instead of eating because that is what I want to do right now. Not even so much due to the stress but due to the fact that I’m hungry. But the baby is starting to yawn so hopefully he’ll be back in bed within the hour. And since I get up a little after five it’s going to be a short night.
I promise everything I wrote was true and the sad thing is this isn’t even the half of it. But I am going to use this as a personal challenge to show that I can make good choices and get through this still