I'm so forgetful it's quite sad, sometimes. The other day I posted a blog entry to the effect that I was worried about being pregnant...that's a negative, Roger Roger. However I was taking some antibiotics for a cold while I was on what was supposed to be and ended up finally being my period, so there's a whole new level of worry now. Is my type of antibiotics one of the kinds that screw up birth control? Probably.
In other news, Richard and I have family court July 21st so the judge can decide if she thinks we are guilty or not guilty. I have never been so terrified in my entire life. To love a child as much as I do my son only to have the threat of having him taken away from me forever is my worst nightmare, and I truly hope no one who is innocent of child abuse ever has to go through what my husband and I have been put through because of an accident.
Oh, and one more thing. Now that my articles are written I have five hours to sleep before we get up to go fishing. Must...go...to...bed!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Forgot
Posted by Tiffany A. Fletcher at 11:56 PM
Labels: child abuse, court, fear, pregnancy
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