My family (my husband and my children) means the world to me... This past weekend my heart hurt so much. Friday night at the game we saw our Godson Brandon, we hadn't seen him is a while; when HE saw us he had this huge smile on his. His grandma told us that he had been asking for us. So I told her that we would pick him up Saturday. When we got to his house Saturday he was ready to go; he had put his toothbrush and clothes in a plastic bag. His grandma asked us to get down so she could talk to us so we did but we had no idea what she had in store for us. My Godson's mom and I were BF when we were younger but you know as time goes on people grow in different directions. Brandon's parents separated when he was an infant and later divorced. Brandon is now 11 years old his in the 6th grade. We frequently saw him but as our own family grew our time with him grew less and less. His grandma told us that his teacher approached them last year; she was concerned about him. He was not himself; he would daydream a lot and isolate himself from the other kids. The teacher recommended therapy after his grandparents shared with her his little life story. At therapy the Therapist went through so little projects. One of them was to draw his family. Brandon drew his grandparents, his aunt (which still lives at home) his padrinos (me and ariel) a doggy, mind you we were all bundled together and at the corner of the paper his drew this ugly looking girl. The Therapist asked him who that was, he said his mom. The Therapist asked why, he said because my mommy doesn’t want me she doesn’t love me. The Therapist continued with the subject, Brandon went on to say that when he was born he was not pretty enough for his mommy and daddy so they didn’t want him. By that point, I could not stop my tears. Him drawing me and ariel in his “family” picture tore us up. We had not seen him in a long while. I guess we got to caught up in our own family. Ya, we would call every now and then to see how he was doing or call on his birthday, but it wasn’t enough. All this time we thought he was ok. His grandma told us that while his mom was living at home (she was constantly moving out, oh she has two other boys) she paid no attention to him. When she would take her other kids out to eat as a family she’d purposely walk through the house. Brandon would ask her where they were going and if he could go and she say no. He would peak out the window as they were leaving and always ask, “why doesn’t my mommy want me”. She says that Brandon has cried so, so, much for her. He has a baby picture of him with both his mommy and daddy kissing him, he keeps it by his bedside and their wedding picture. He cries himself to sleep almost every day. How can mother treat her child, her first child like that. I’m sorry I can’t go on, maybe I’ll finish later…… Thanks for hearing me out…>
Monday, September 17, 2007
Friday, September 14, 2007
Battle of the Arroyo!
The biggest game of the season! Where I work there's rivalry everwhere.... fun rivalry! We have a lot of Greyhound and Cardinal Fans. I wish good luck to both teams! May the best team win.... Of course I mean the "HOUNDS". LOL! See ya at the game!..
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Tuesday, September 11, 2007
15 days to go for all you Mc Dreamy or Mc Steamy Fans!
Yup, Grey’s Anatomy starts Thursday, September 27th! I’ve never been so hooked to a TV show before. I liked Sex and the City but if I wasn’t able to see an episode it was ok but with this TV show, I’m just sooooo hooked. You know how bad it is? My boys know that its hush, hush time the show is on. My son asks me now, “Mommy, when are they going to show Grey’s Amatamy?” Amatamy, how cute! Ariel thinks it's bad, oh well....
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Monday, September 10, 2007
Blogging
I really wish I had more time to blog.... I have a lot of things I'd like to blog about.... I'm so addicted. I really need to get a computer at home, if not I'm going to get into a lot of trouble at work..... :0 (Sal)! I've got to get back to work! I'll try back later! :)
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Friday Night Lights... - Go HOUNDS!
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VMAs
Did any of you see the VMAs last night? Did you have a chance to see who opened up? Britney Spears! This was not her best performance. I felt so bad for her. The reviews are just killing her. I don’t dislike her but …… I just hope she tries again!
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Thursday, September 6, 2007
First Day of School - Chaos!!!
Sunday night, mommy and daddy got the boys clothes ready for the next day, the BIG day! Before putting the boys to bed mommy and daddy told them that they would be going to big boy school. This would be Aaron's first day at public school and Alec's first day at headstart. I think mommy was more nervous than the boys, they were just excited that they would be wearing new clothes and using their new spiddy backpacks. Mommy tossed and turned all night and could not get to sleep... Mommy and Daddy both had the day off to take the boys to school. Mommy wasn't as worried for Aaron; Aaron had been in school since he was 18 months old - he was kind of used to it. Alec, on the other hand, had been to daycare for about 3 months when he was an infant but then was being cared by his buela; so mommy was super worried about Alec (also cuz of his seizure). Off they go! We get to Aaron's school - the first couple of days drop-off was going to be in the classroom (no biggy) and pick-up was going to be in the cafeteria. We get to Aaron's classroom and drop him off. He gives mommy and daddy a kiss and sits down (he's such a big boy :)! he's not mommy little boy :(! We get to Alec's school - he had a freaked out face but he doesn't cry! yippy! After mommy and daddy leave his aunt gets there to see how he was doing. Alec spots her in the crowd and starts crying! Needless to say, mommy was worried... Time goes by and its time to pick up the boys! We get to Aaron's school cafeteria, find his teacher and ask for Aaron. The teach was soooo busy, there was kids everywhere, parents everywhere - anxious to pick up their baby's and the teach can't find Aaron. Mommy turns and looks at Daddy, tells him they can't find Aaron so we start looking... and looking.... and looking.... nothing. Mommy looks in the boys restroom (maybe he need to go and didn't tell his teacher) nothing..... 2 coaches in the front have microphones - they call his name.... nothing... by this time mommy was in a panic - they could not find Aaron.... Daddy's looking outside and nothing... mommy runs to the main building finds the principle - she's asks "could he have gone on the bus" mommy replies "no, there is no reason for him to ride the bus"... without letting her finish mommy runs down the hall back to Aaron's classroom (maybe he got lost and went back to his room) mommy gets there, the door is closed and the room is dark (mommy by this time is at level 10 panicking, crying the whole nine yards) run back outside - see daddy (maybe he found him) and nothing.... daddy doesn't have him.... not knowing what to do anymore... mommy felt weak, was crying, thinking awful thoughts "oh my god, someone stole Aaron" that's all mommy could think of... mind you about 40 to 50 mins had gone by and Aaron is no where to be found... Mommy goes back to the cafeteria, grabs the mic from the coach and starts to calling for Aaron hoping that he'd recognize mommy's voice - nothing.... we go back outside wait for the principle and while were waiting mommy's cousin is walking up to pick up her little boy - she sees how I look and asks me "what's wrong, Aaron is with Grandma" Emotionally drained mommy falls to her knees - and just starts balling it! crying and crying! I felt every emotion... Daddy holding her up and walking by her side was trying to calm mommy down. We get to Grandma's house, I see Aaron's smiling face and give him the biggest hug ever! Boy was mommy scared! Grandma, was so excited that Aaron was going to big boy school that she was afraid that mommy and daddy were going to forget to be on time so she went to wait for him before the bell rang. The teacher had forgotten to mark him off that he had been picked up. It was soooooo chaotic in the cafeteria that it was bound to happen - hoping it wouldn't happen to us (fat chance)........ This is the "First Day of School" that we'll never forget!!!
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