I was extremely happy to see my daughter this week. She was accepted in a program called "Aspire" which will guide her through finishing high school. She had two semesters left of her senior year. From there they will help her with college. They give her some assistance so she can work part-time instead of full-time while she schools. She was also very excited because one of her paintings was chosen to display at a local art gallery that features Maine artists. This is all good news to me as it is like having my daughter back.....normal,hardworking and achieving!
I have a good friend that wants to come once a week to watch my grandson for a few hours so I can do anything I would like to without worrying. My sister also offered to take my grandson once a week so I can do the same. A local "Grandparents Raising Grandchildren" group can not take me because I am not old enough!
Maybe I'll start my own group for us youngin's!!!

It's amzing at how life can change instantly. One minute I am planning my $10,000 emergency fund and the next my moment my daughter has left her newborn with us. Post Par-tum depression. Though she is on the road to recovery she is still unable to care for the baby on her own. She also does not want to live at home. Naturally, I love the little angel, he's the best baby anyone could ask for. At 50 though, I am a little down. All my crafts and business plans have been shelved. There just doesn't seem to be enough time to take everything out and get going when the baby needs me so often. I'm having a hard time taking care of the house, the shopping, the cooking and still find any time for a life. The winter has been long and cold and I feel like a shut-in. I don't know where to go from here to put together some sort of life that includes some of my own basic needs. I'm lost without my sewing, dolls that I wanted to sell and beautiful penny rugs. I can't work, it would be just to pay a daycare. Seems pointless. I guess I am going to have to reorganize again and find a way around these new roadblocks. I just wasn't prepared for all of this.....