As I drop baby off for BM visit, she hands me the frozen breast milk she has been saving for me and says, "I only brought a little because I don't know what is going to happen at tomorrows court hearing."
I look at her and kind of nod and smile... As if I know what she is talking about.
As I pick up baby from the visit, the facilitator says, "well, depending on how tomorrow goes, I may or may not see you on Wednesday. So, I guess you will just get a call from the caseworker either way..."
As if something that may or may not happen tomorrow will stop visitations.
Again with the nodding...as if I am totally down with what she is talking about.
I knew there was a court case as I got a mystery piece of paper in the mail about it. When I asked BOTH caseworkers about it, they claimed they don't know what it is about.
They weren't as convincing as I.
Somebody knows something and is keeping me in the dark. I don't like this feeling and I am beginning to understand that the foster parent is always in the dark.
So. Something good...or something not as good may or may not be happening tomorrow.
In other news.... Damn this kid is freaking CUTE.
Oh... And thanksgiving was great... I went to my sisters as well as to the sisters of the woman I am dating. *wink*
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