Demands, request, and ice cream~

We met with our social worker Monday morning to review tummy mommies communication plan and hospital plan. The things she's demanding are absurd, outrageous, and uncalled for. She is requesting that once baby boy is born that he stays with her in her room. She's allowing us our "special" time with him, though am uncertain of what it will consist of.  Here's the part where we are putting our FEET DOWN and saying absolutely no! I hope you're sitting for this part, she is requesting to see baby boy 3 times per month!!! How on earth is that even possible!? Our social worker explained that that is asking way too much and she needs to rethink her request. One of her biggest concerns is that when she see's the baby that he'll cry as he won't remember her. Therefore she feels that seeing him 3 times a month will prevent that. Our social worker reminded her that she went from wanting a semi-open adoption which is seeing baby 2-3 times per year and supplementing with letters and photos to almost a co-parenting style adoption. She is also wanting to leave the hospital at the same time, which Adam and I are struggling with the idea as it's going to be so much harder on her. That will be a very exciting time for Adam and I, bringing home our baby and starting our family. Yet it's going to be difficult to see her in one of her most emotional moments. Our social worker is going to attempt to explain that that's not the best way to part.

Adam and I are currently thinking about the communication plan and what we are looking for. We originally decided that her seeing baby boy at a minimum of once every other month was fair. She has to understand that there are going to be times that we may call her and say, "Hey, do you want to meet at the park or somewhere fun?" I'm truly feeling like I'm being taken advantage of and I just can't handle it any longer. I am going to start setting boundaries, as I'm not here to be walked over like a door mat.

I was able to come home early Monday night from work, I asked Adam if he wanted to go out for ice cream. Something nice to settle our emotionally rough day. We have a self serve frozen yogurt shop up the road from our casa, I made a point to take a photo of us with our ice cream in Michael's room to remind us that we are going to have some bad days. Yet we will always get through them with each other being side by side, and we have to pick our battles.