Lindsey's birth parents

We've now gotten very nice notes back from both of Lindsey's birth parents.  I dreaded telling them about the divorce, and I dreaded their responses even more, but they were both very gracious.  They're concerned about Lindsey, of course, but they both said that they don't regret their decision to place her with us.  I was glad to hear that from both of them.  I'll always have a soft spot in my heart for birth parents.

In other news, Lindsey hid in her room Sunday night and declared that she was never again coming out.  She threw herself on her bed and proclaimed it to be a "bed of miserable" (presumably she meant "bed of misery").  She had the usual complaints about feeling like she doesn't have friends at school and feeling like Tanner wasn't being nice to her, wihch is often true.  (I'm working on that.)  Surprisingly, she didn't say much about the divorce.  I'm sure that will all come out in tonight's counseling visit.

I stayed with her on the bed with her for a long time Sunday night until she didn't feel quite so miserable.  But since Monday was her field trip to the Minnesota Zoo, she was quite happy last night.  She said that her bed was now a "bed of happiness."  Talk about emotional whiplash.

I am seriously underqualified to raise a teenage girl, which I'll be doing in less than four years.  Yikes.