My First Week As A Mom!

...where do I begin? First off - we got the surprise of the week on Monday January 26th when the foster mom decided that it would be best for Caiden if she moved in with us the next day PERMANENTLY, instead of February 2nd as initially planned. This was a full 7 days earlier then scheduled. The foster mom felt that she was ready for the big move and well, who was I to argue? We agreed as it was proving to be a lot for the poor little lamb. We were thrilled, I picked her up on Tuesday afternoon and the goodbye was not nearly as emotional as I thought it would be. The foster family was strong and tear free - which made things easier on the baby I think. I presented her with yellow roses and a mother of pearl picture frame with Caiden in the tub and numerous other pictures we had taken over the week. I wanted her to have something to remember her by. I was going to put together an album but the move up date caught me by surprise - so I was not ready.
Caiden has settled in nicely and is adapting well. She has a severe chest cold though, which we worry might be allergies to Ruby. GOD WE HOPE NOT!! I will take her to the doctors today. We have determined that she is extremely bright and does not need to be shown things to her twice for her to learn them...however her motor skills are fairly delayed so we have a lot of work to do in that department. She may need physio therapy, but we will not know for sure for another few months.
She had her first access visit with her birthmom yesterday (that I had to take her to). Man oh man was that a pain in the butt. I loaded her into the car at around 7:30 am, got stuck in a snow bank and had to wake two neighbors to push me out, then once on our way got stuck in rush hour traffic...2 and half hours later we arrived at the Church Basement (where the visits take place). I handed her off (reluctantly) and went on my merry way, making myself scarce for two hours...then I picked her up at noon and made our way home in a winter storm...not arriving back home 'till 2:30pm. To say she was cranky would be a gross understatement. She was not fed, she had not slept (except for a snooze in the car). I was mad! I mean no one year old should be subjected to that once a week. Its cruel and unusual punishment. When I called CAS to complain about the schedule they told me and I quote "this is why we did not want to give her to you in the first place - it was easier when she was in this city" . Funny I thought the idea was to put the childs needs first. ARghhhh! I could have killed this woman.
So Sunday will be Caiden's coming out Party. My family from Ottawa is driving in and Paul's family from North Toronto will be driving up as well. She will have tons of family there that are all dying to meet her - not to mention her biological sister will be there (with her family) too. We will host the party at the Rain Forest Cafe, as our house is simply too small to have everyone here. Our next house is going to be huge, mark my words! We worry that it will be overwhelming for Caiden to meet all these new people that already are in love with her - but the family needs to meet her so we figured "go big or go home!"
When Caiden wakes from her nap her and mommy are going to go party dress shopping for her big day. FUN!
Now I have to run - as laundry is calling. GOD I HATE LAUNDRY!! It never ends...oh and then I have to find time to shower as well.
Paul came home last night and I asked him when we would find time to get the railing done (as it has to be put up before CAS does their inspection on our house safety on Tuesday). His response was "I worked all day; I am tired" He said this to me while I was picking up toys, finishing laundry and still cleaning the kitchen from dinner. A simple look was all it took to get my point across. I WORKED ALL DAY TOO!