It’s been an extremely hard few weeks. Some changes with Walter’s bio family have brought on a renewed vigor to his tantrums and fits. He’s upped the ante in a lot of ways and frankly it’s wearing the Dudette and I down. Tonight was one of the harder nights and I can’t speak for my lady but I’m not proud of myself. I was very un-Dudelike but the mind games, passive aggressive struggle for control had just pushed me and Dudette too far. I got to leave for work and Dudette finally got him to open up that the incidents with the bio family are weighing on his mind. She text me this and I think to myself, “of course it is. ” I wonder what the hell is wrong with a grown man who loses sympathy for a little boy who’s lost so much. I can’t blame, or be angry with him because he can’t find words and frankly has grown up with no certainty. No structure. He’s got to trust me and Dudette and frankly we both need to take a deep breath and suck it up. We just thought we’d be so much further with the legal battle and permanency by now and we are not one inch closer to adopting this little boy than we were in January and there is no end in sight. At this moment I don’t know where I’ll find the strength. Don’t tell me God either, unless he can babysit.
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Cool books man…