The old rusty car..
Well yesterday evening my step-dad came over and we resurrected the old rusty red car in my driveway. It has been sitting there for literally years and it’s not a vehicle of quality. I remember a few years ago driving a long and hearing this odd sound like a big thud, and then crunch, I looked behind me and a HUGE piece of rust had fallen off!! So why the move to bring car from loserville back from the dead? Well a few weeks ago my three sons and I were in a very bad car accident and we totaled off our mazada. It was a three car collision that should never had happened and ended with us being smashed into a metal pole as well. I only remember hitting one vehicle (who was at fault by the way) and not the other two. Now I have to say, I had been struggling with my faith for the last couple of years, but this accident sort of brought me home to God again in a way.
It was…the scariest thing in the world to have my 3 year old son laying somewhere in the intensive care unit in a neck brace with glass in his face, slipping in and out of consciousness, not knowing his brothers names, not knowing if he was okay, and not being able to physically get up and see him myself! I kept a fair bit of humor in tact during the whole thing and the doctors were awesome! Literally as they were pulling pieces of glass from my head my phone went off, and it was the son “I’m On A Boat” by the Lonely Island. The doctors looked at each other when the song came on, and then laughed heartily and started singing along, I joined in at the end too, and we were all in stitches of laughter! To make matters worse, laying there not being able to feel my knees, I had to pee soooo badly! Unreal! I tried so hard to use the bed pan and the doctors were teasing me about it extensively as they migrated to the “other side of the room” to give me privacy. That’s when the ring tone went off again, and you could hear laughter erupt from the other side of the room “Well that’ll break your piss – concentration!” . And it sure did! I was reduced to having a catheter put it, and a bag of pee laying casually on my lap. I told the doctor I was no longer the cool stylish accident victim, but I was now the loser accident victim who had her own pee showcased. I think I had more fun joking with the doctors there than anything, and well… the morphine definitely helped, lol! All in all we came out as if angels had been holding us all up in that accident! The MD had told me he was expecting to find me dead at the scene of the accident, and everyone was convinced that I had angels watching over my boys and I. My three year old just ended up having some bad whiplash and cuts on his face, and my other two boys only had very minor seat belt burns! I had minor injuries compared to what I could have had, but they were worried about a vertebra in my neck so I was in a neck brace for a few weeks, I had glass stuck in my head and cheek, a broken cheekbone and very badly bunged up knees, but overall, I was quite alright! In any case, my little boys are OKAY and that’s all that matters to me .
So clearly, I had to get the crapmobile going again, just until I find another vehicle, and so the shopping begins! Yuck yuck yuck, if I get told one more time to buy a mini-van I might scream! I just enrolled all three of the boys in soccer, so to get a mini-van would “officially” make me the soccer mom!! I am just not ready for that status yet! I need a nice car, that looks nice, has no rust and is reliable. Not necessarily a brand new vehicle by any means but something that would look good with my photography business stamped on it, and that looks professional enough that when I pull up for weddings and jobs, every one isn’t wondering why they hired me to begin with.
So here I am back in the red rusty car, and not liking it at all! This car hunt best go well!!! 
Our Mangled car
the car accident
car accident
the car accident
The pole
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Still upset but moving on!
Well I must say I am extremely disappointed in the whole chain of events involving the preschool teacher in the last couple of days… I ended up getting in contact with the old preschool teacher to ask her who I would contact about filing an official complaint, however by the time she got back to me this morning I had rethought the whole thing, and decided that SHE is just not worth my time of energy. Unfortunately everyone seems to have nothing but good things to say about this woman, which makes it even more hurtful to me as to why she would single my mother and I out to unleash all of her meanness on! Apparently her friends don’t know her as well as they think, and kept using her “tough life” as an excuse for why she might have done anything mean. That is absolutely ridiculous! I have never known a father, I was abused at a daycare at age 3, sexually abused by 13 year old boys at a daycare when I was 6 & 7, I was abused severely as a child for many years by my step-father, raped, sexually and emotionally abused by a neighbor for years as a young teen, dealt with anorexia and bulimia, had many family abuse issues, my best friend was murdered a few years ago, and since then I have had a chain of events in my life that are so horrific it’s unspeakable. That STILL does not give me the right to be mean to ANYONE, and there is never an excuse for that!
Anyway I have to just shake this off and let it slide, new beginnings, a new start, and that teacher may be nice on the outside but I know the truth in that she is NOT someone I want my child in the care of, and she is just NOT WORTH IT.
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Preschool Attack!
Argh! What can I say? It’s been awhile since I’ve written in a blog!! I was prompted to start writing again by a friend who thinks I’m able to vent better this way, plus I guess she gets a kick out of my daily drama.
Where do I begin? I enrolled my son in preschool recently and he’s just two weeks in. Let me first say that my son is considered “special needs” even though he does not have a specific diagnosis. He’s 4 years old and quite the little challenge but I love him dearly and of course it’s my biggest hope that he will fit into a normal school setting. I of course discussed all of this with the preschool teacher, who at the time seemed to be understanding and co-operative with the whole situation. His behaviors can sometimes be extreme and I talked to her about letting me know as soon as there were any problems and that I would have someone from child and mental youth come in with me to help out and observe the situation. Sounds good right?
Not so much…yesterday I had a medical emergency and thought it would be okay to have my son sent home in a cab, so I called my mom who was at my house looking after my youngest at the time and told her to give them a call. Apparently they are not able to send him on a cab, which I did not know at the time, otherwise I would have left immediately to come and get him. However instead of being understanding about the whole situation, the preschool teacher pretty much had my mom in tears with how mean and incredibly rude she was! My mother was shocked and horrified, and thought she had never talked to someone so rude and unprofessional. It would have been appropriate for her to be kind and understanding and later talk to me about how that could not happen again. She told me over an answering machine message that she would no longer accept my son in her preschool because of his behaviors but never gave specific behaviors or incidences to me as to why she was “kicking him out”. She said that while she was walking with him to the car, he had almost got hit by a car for running off! 
Why was she not holding his hand? And if she was…it would not have happened. Furthermore, it could have been any one of the kids.
That being said I was appalled at how she could treat my mother, and I called her this evening to discuss everything. She denied being rude at all, even though she was completely raising her voice and being very rude and mean to me! She again gave no specific reasons as to why she was no longer having my son there, and told me she did not want anyone else coming in her class to help out with him! She told me how dropping him off had been a last straw and that she had never dealt with anyone with my “problems”. Excuse me? What problems? Come on lady, we live in Saskatchewan, there have been numerous times in the past when the preschool I had my oldest son in had to drive children home at times because of a car not starting in 40 below weather! Emergencies and shit happens! Not that this makes it by any means acceptable to my circumstances but like I said, had I known they were not able to send him on a cab, I would have come and got him. That being said I told her that I thought my mother deserved an apology because regardless of if she was unaware of her being mean, my mother felt very disrespected by her and felt that she had been mean beyond necessary and that this was not appropriate or professional. She then said “Well I am sorry to you that your mom feels that way.” Good greif, just a total bitch! I was shocked. I also never indicated in any way that I was upset enough to say anything to anyone and out of nowhere she started getting all defensive saying stuff like “I love kids, and my uncle is ______ on the board of Education” . Sort of making it seem like if I did care to say anything, my word would be trumped over her Uncle’s status. I called her on a lie that I had caught her in and I was being as nice as I could possibly stand to be to her at this point, but forthcoming about it. She then changed her tone to sugary sweet and said you are just being silly, have a nice life, see you around and hung up on me!
Quite honestly I have never been so disappointed or horrified and hurt by someone who is supposed to be a teacher and loves children! I was just absolutely shocked. Her rudeness and mean tone was just UNREAL! I have a hard time understanding how people such as these are qualified to run preschools or daycares or whatever the case may be! It blows my mind how she could be that mean to my mother and not admit to it or offer a sincere apology! Whatever.. I feel like writing letters and filing complaints and all that fun stuff, but it’s honestly not worth my time or energy. She is clearly not a person I want my son to be influenced by and I am not going to be sending my youngest son to her preschool either.
So I ripped down the website for the preschool and I will no longer be promoting them in any way! I am not happy, I am not impressed. There was absolutely NO excuse for her mean nature towards my mother!
Now goes the new search for a preschool with a teacher who is actually kind and can work WITH me, not against me with my son!!
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