Our Island Family Life

I was finally able to get Cade in to see a counselor next week. There are some pros and cons. I wasn't thrilled it took me three days to get a hold of anyone there. I was on hold forever and every time it was over ten minutes I left a message. I left a lot of messages. On the plus side he doesn't have to wait weeks for an open slot. So, that evened out for me. Another con was that his regular counselor is leaving for the summer. Even if Cade was still seeing him regularly Cade would have been shifted to a new person. Cade is going to see a lady named Rose on Monday. I asked him if he was ok with that and he was sad to not see his old guy but he was still enthusiastic to go. When your ten year old is looking forward to therapy you know things aren't good. He remembers the lady his dad I was were seeing and is kind of curious what it will be like to talk to a woman. I think he will be fine. This coming weekend is a dad weekend but Cade is still not wanting to go. He also is refusing to call again. I understand how he feels since the last call went so very bad. I hope I can get him to send an email instead. That way they are still communicating and everything will be documented. I have brought emailing up to Cade and told him how keep the doors open to talk is a good thing but if he was feeling scared about seeing his dad alone or over there and calling, there is always letters, email, talking face to face in a public setting and in therapy. So we got the therapy route on track now and I think he will write and email tonight. I feel better knowing he has an appointment on Monday. As for this weekend, even if he was seeing his dad without any issues he would have been staying home since we have company coming he hasn't seen in months. I want to make sure I do everything in my power to support Cade in seeing his dad. Therapy, encouraging him to communicate and being open and honest. What I can't do is force him to go if he is scared and do the talking for him/them. I also can't make Sean apologize or give Cade what he wants from his dad. It's a crossroads I guess.

I survived the test. It was brutal. I did well on the multiple choice but the essay and fill in the blanks? Crap shoot. I passed I am sure but ...*sigh* Now, we have three chapters to read by Thursday and a completed workbook for homework grade. It will be mostly practical from here on in. I am not very confident in that yet.

Sofie loves to dress up and yesterday was no exception. Velvet dress and flowered head band she was excited for the school field trip. Cade was too but was still feeling tired from coughing. I brought medicine with us so he would be ok for the whole day. Sofie's dress choice was also good for her rash, keeping it covered from the sun. It wasn't hot yesterday except in the auditorium so she took her top coat off there. Even with the extra protection the rash got worse on her face, hands and arms again. I used her prescription cream on her arms and it helped immensely. Steroids. Wonderful. I hate to use it but it was much worse than the pics from yesterday. I want to scream at Sean for being so clueless. He never emailed me last night about it like I asked. Just before we went out the door to catch the water taxi he sent a one line email. No hellos or anything. I honestly doubt he even noticed her rash. He said he "thinks" it might be a "heat thing" and that it was only on her "hands most of the weekend". I can tell you it wasn't there Friday at 6pm. How he didn't see it on her exposed arms and face on Sunday is inexplicable. I'm on my own. Asking him was useless. She can thank him for the nice birthday present while she scratches away.

48 hours. That's all it took for Sofie to come home filthy and covered in a rash. I emailed to see if this was heat induced or contact we'll see if Sean responds. I wish the pics were clearer. It doesn't seem as bad with these pics. She's getting scrubbed in a few minutes.

So the other day, Friday, I was at the doctor's office with Cade and Sofie and a new receptionist was there with the one we knew. The one we knew made a comment on how much Cade had grown and that he was almost as tall as his mom (that's me..:) ) The new lady was surprised I was his mom and said she thought I was only 2o. Heh..nice huh? There's more, on the way home on the ferry that afternoon. I was sitting with Cade, Will, the boy a babysit and his mom. The little guy was acting up with his mom and squirming and whining so I picked him up to take him the the back for some air and give him mom a break. We were stopping at an island and a couple was getting off and the man asked me if I was sitting with my brothers. HA! I was confused at first then figured out they meant Will and Cade. I told them no there were my boys and they were shocked and asked me how old I was. You could tell they were shocked or they wouldn't have asked. I told them I was 36 and the guy said he thought I was 18! Double HA!. Then he asked me if Aiden (I was holding him) was mine too. Thank God no. :) On Thursday at the firehouse the guys were making fun of my instructor since he is the youngest one there at 23 when the others are all over 40. I joked that yeah he was a baby. I got a glare from him but who cares. It was funny. Then he said to one of the guys while poking me with a piece of toast to guess how old I was. The guy looked at me and said, "Uh, about your age? 23? 24?" I told him how old I was and he laughed. Now my little baby comment made more sense. He said I had a baby face too. Nice huh? Is this going to be a problem for me if I start dating? *snicker*