Smlwoman\’s Weblog

“Waiting for that golden moment when fear and desire die, and only the unspeakable reality of love remains. “

read the comment on this post May 23, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — smlwoman @ 6:54 pm

Update on the dog I found. So glad he is alive.

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I’m not sleepy! May 21, 2008

Filed under: Children — smlwoman @ 12:49 pm

My little charge has had a hard time taking naps lately. She insists she is not sleepy. I take her to her room, lay her down, and we wait for over an hour and she is still awake. I put her in her carseat to get her brother, and she is asleep before the garage door shuts. Lately, I have decided, she may just be growing out of the naps. Not that I really believe it because she is only 3. So no naps this week. The other day we came home around 3 and she begins to cry and say, “I’m not sleepy Jody.” I calmly say, “OK.” I walk out to put away the garbage can and when I walk back in this is what I saw (more…)


Cool? May 19, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — smlwoman @ 12:41 pm


My nephew told me the other day,” I like Diego, he’s cool.”
Thinking it has to be the animals he helps, I asked, “What makes him cool?” (more…)


Foster Care Classes Update May 12, 2008

Filed under: adoptions in reno,Children,foster care in reno — smlwoman @ 11:20 am

I am well on my way to finishing these classes.  Haven’t been late since that first class.  I go through a few different emotions at each class.  One, they had us pretend to be a single mom with 3 children watched by an elderly great aunt. One child gets sick, my great aunt could now be exposed if I send my child to her.  However, rent is due, and we need food.  I get paid hourly.  They gave us four choices to make.  I didn’t like any of them.  But we had to pick one.  It took me a while to pick.  I was one of the last ones to pick an option.  I was angry, and understood the preassures of some single moms.  Either choice cost us our home, or our great aunts and the childs health.  And all choices would bring a visit from social services.   It was crummy to say the least.  (more…)