Whew, and not such a fairy tale.

So far so good... with the outcome of a cheap pregnancy test and a negative result, I think I can breathe. Of course, the further along this goes, the more information I am finding out. Most of which is TOO MUCH INFORMATION! I'm not old enough to be a grandma dang it, and Magpie is so not responsible enough to be somebody's mother. You know, as I look back on my life... I remember being her age and thinking that once I met my prince charming.... life would be beautiful, birds would sing, angels would smile, and we would live happily ever after. Boy, does life have a way of shoving that up your nose and laughing at you. Little did I know that my "prince charming" was already married, and had a son. Thus "the brothers". Magpie has a half brother a year and a half older than her, and one that is six months younger. It led to an absentee father until she turned 14, which of course was when all hell broke loose in our home. She turned 15 a few weeks after leaving my home. I've endured over a year of constant aching for my oldest child..... and while trying to help her, protect the rest of my family from her. Not such a fairy tale is it? Most days I can find humor in alot of things... but today is not such a day. The sun is out, the hubby is working, and my little ones are outside... but I just want to close the blinds and lock the door, and sit in the corner and cry. I miss my mother... I wish I could speak to my parents and get a little comfort and guidance. I know they're doing all they can to help me... but it's just not the same as a hug, or an I love you. I just pray that they watch over her the best they can... Heavenly Father, please watch over her too. Well, I have been paged... I have others to worry about, which is what keeps me out from under the covers all day.