SO...I got a little message from the director of the agency that we used when adopting DQ. Apparently...our daughter's birthmom thinks we haven't been doing a very good job staying in touch. Yeah...this is contact #2. The first one came after I didn't send the darn pictures at Christmas. I did send them...really, really, really late, but I sent them. SO...DQ had a birthday this month. I didn't send pictures or write a letter or call or email or any of that other crap I am expected to do. And, neither did the birthmom. But, I get a friendly (actually, not so friendly) reminder anyway. The director...bless her...(yeah, not really what I am thinking) thinks she knows all about the feelings that go with adoption cause she has done so many adoptions. She does NOT actually have any adopted kids, however. She does not need to be giving me advice. Technically, DQ is mine. Technically, I could move and leave no forwarding address. Technically, I am not required to send DQ's birthmom anything. I do it out of the kindness of my heart and because it is what I think DQ will have wanted when she is older. But today...I really want to change my number, my email address and my mailing address...just because technically I can.

And while I am venting about people who should not give advice...please do not tell pregnant women that not breastfeeding will cause their baby to be dumb. Especially when I (with my non-breastfed kids) am sitting RIGHT BESIDE YOU.

And, don't tell me you think you have lupus cause you are tired from not sleeping. I might just feel the need to tell you what I really think of you and your hypochondriac ways...stupid.

Okie doke...think that covers my gripes for today. Think I'll go have me some cookies. Cause today, darn it, I deserve them!