P Cup

There's something about vanity just flushing away as I was back at Pedi Place with A today holding a cup to catch her tinkles. The even more ironic thing was when the nurse kept us waiting even longer because she had to go get gloves before she touched the cup. I won't go into details about what all I had to touch or get sprayed with while having no gloves. I've never even done that for my own kids. The only other pee cup story I have is when my bestest Texas backyard gal was about 9 months pregnant or so it seemed & I had to help her with the ole pee cup. What fond memories. I do miss Christie.
It was only an 1 1/2 visit today so hey, that's half as fast as last time. Can't wait to see how long it takes to read a tb test on Thursday.
Driving home and get a call from case manager, A's bio mom won't be at the visit because she doesn't have enough money for gas. My first instinct is how can I get the money to her. Then my sensible real-self kicks in and I feel like kicking her. Its just so hard to fathom not walking a 100 miles to see my kids if that's what I had to do. I'd better leave it at that because I'm not feeling very nice about this subject.
I figured out how to keep Camille in a short haircut. I snipped away on the back of her hair and left the front looking exactly the same. She is absolutely adorable with short hair. My plan was going so smoothly and I just grinned when she looked in the mirror and said it wasn't any shorter. The plan was spoiled at breakfast today when Todd told her how nice her haircut looked. She looked at me then ran her fingers thru the back of her hair. My plan didn't last long.

Please remember to keep the prayers going for A as she has her dental work on Thursday and won't be able to eat breakfast before she goes. The big dread factor gets stronger every day.