Dr. Tomoe: the stuff nightmares are made of

Today was one of the most stressful days I’ve had in the past year. Got up super early to get to my court hearing. I was in such a rush I forgot to remove Lana’s food from within her reach so she could get her blood work this afternoon, so that was a miss.

Then I got there five minutes late and, upon entering the building, I saw someone I recognized through the corner of my eye while the guards where checking my ID. Turns out Dr. Tomoe was leaning on a trash container outside the building and I had walked right past him on my way in. He looked like he was waiting for someone and I was afraid he might have been following me (or worse, that we were supposed to have a hearing together!).

Once inside, I was told to sit in a waiting room and soon had him and his lawyer join me in there. I was hyperventilating BADLY and only manged to look like I was in perfect control of myself and above everyone and everything thanks to the autopilot function in my brain LOL. I was so nervous I looked calm, if that makes any sense to anyone else.

I sent a SOS text message to my mom (who was at the hospital with Leo because he was getting a blood transfusion to counter his low red cell count and what not), which she didn’t reply. Then I was asked to join him inside a private room, where the most incompetent and chauvinistic female (poor excuse of a) shrink I’ve ever met told us to sit down. I had asked her to seat him as far away from him as possible because he honestly frightens the hell out of me.

Then the nightmare began (or rather, continued as even seeing him is torture!). She would ask questions and he would misdirect them with biased scripted answers that were specifically designed by his slutty lawyer to make me look bad by targeting what they must have thought are my weakest points. The woman wasn’t even aware of the restraining order and said it was THAT what was a danger to Hotaru’s mental health rather than having an abusive pedophile for a father… YES! That’s right! Like Dr. Tomoe himself, she blamed ME!

She ate up every lie he told and looked at him with goo goo eyes while she would smirk at me with contempt and disapproval. It was very humiliating to have the two of them gang up on me and she even yelled at me in three different ocassions, one of which was when I was trying to defend my and Hotaru’s rights to stay away from him because of the restraining order. She told me I was no one to tell her how to do her job and that she had been a shrink for so many years yara yara. I was like “whatever but this is illegal, woman!” And well… it was a total mess. I was a nervous wreck, lucky for me I looked as smug as if I had the best card in my power, which must have been super disconcerting for her and Dr. Tomoe, both.

She wanted him to have a private audience with Hotaru for her to evaluate how they relate to one another. I was completely against this until the forensic team could determine whether or not he will be a threat to her in the future and then the woman yelled at me again. It was a nightmare. A total nightmare.

Mom was waiting for me outside when I got out. She had gotten my message eventually and had dashed there, where she had been eavesdropping through a crack in the panels. LOL. She said she was proud of me and the answers I gave and how I stood my ground letting that woman know that I didn’t want them alone together because I wouldn’t allow my daughter to ask me ten years from now why I didn’t protect her knowing the kind of monster he was. I literally told that poor excuse of a shrink that, but she insisted it was I who was in the wrong as women effectively should be confined to bed and kitchen for their male counterparts’ pleasure… or, at least she made that much understood, even if she didn’t SAY so that exact way.

I wasn’t particularly proud of the way I conducted myself, really. Au contraire, I felt like I had let myself down by not reacting in a smarter way (aka, calling my lawyer and telling him I was there in that illegal interview). Turns out they had been trying to reestablish Dr. Tomoe’s relationship with Hotaru through that interview because the other judge didn’t inform this one about the abuse and restraining order… which sucks.

I only learned that later, when mom and I dashed home to take Hotaru to school (she stayed home with Umi san) and then ran into Odango Atama, who told me that was illegal and that I should have called my lawyer the second I saw him. She asked me to call him that instant and I did. He scolded me for not calling him on the spot, which sounded really logic when they said it but, at the time didn’t cross my mind. In my defense, I was paralyzed by fear after he showed up there, completely unable of rational thought. I was in auto pilot!!

However, my Godsent lawyer told me that I was not to worry. He instructed me to stop by his office on Wednesday and sign some papers through which he would render that interview completely illegal and cancel the one that woman wanted to schedule for Hotaru and Mr. Tomoe alone. He swore to me that those statements would never be considered valid in either trial and reassured me that I hadn’t caused any permanent damage to our cause, so that was that.

Then I took Lana to the vet for her follow up appointment and explained the mess with the food. He said I should take her back some other day for the blood test and I will, as soon as everything calms down a notch.

The man said her paws are healing wonderfully, which was great news. I had guessed that much after hearing that Setsuna’s cat Ramses’s took two weeks to heal from similar wounds and seeing that Lana’s paws were completely healed today. It was such a relief to see her walk properly and play with toys. She loves to chase after little balls made of plastic bags ❤ Lana is such a cutie!

I was dying to see Michiru today. I really needed the comfort only a hug can give, but she had been working too much and she’s also working tomorrow, so I decided to toughen up and deal with my own discomfort. Also, I pledged that I would quit taking clonazepam today although I was only taking 1/4 of a 0.5mg tablet a day which is approximately 0.125… which is nothing at all.

Still, having him call me all those names and stupid things that I know aren’t true hurt really bad, not because I care about what he thinks, but because he showed me that he can still sway anyone’s opinion to match his, no matter how qualified in dealing with psychos like him they are. So I wanted to get back at him somehow, and what better way than quitting the meds his perversion had pushed me into needing? It served the double purpose of “vengeance” (even though he would never know lol) and self betterment, which suited me fine.

But that’s not all, the day goes on and on. Tomorrow is Chibi Usa’s birthday but Odango Atama doesn’t have the funds to rent a place and throw her a proper birthday party, not even to invite all their class to their house for quieter fun. Instead, they’re having a family lunch which can feel unfair to a six year old.

With that on mind, I had arranged for Hotaru and Chibi Usa to have a play date today and insisted on not cancelling it in spite of everything. Odango Atama was grateful for it, I guess. Especially because Hotaru and I waited for them at the school entrance after class with a HUGE bucked filled with presents Odango Atama couldn’t afford and wheat free snacks for Chibi Usa to eat.

I think all little girls deserve to have amazing birthdays, so I made balloon animals for the girls (poodles and jumping rats, mostly), organized games for them with the bubble makers I bought them and then had a nice long chat with Odango Atama. I think she needed the break as much as I did. Her problems with Mamoru are as twisted and complicated as mine with Dr. Tomoe.

The girls had a jump competition with their jumping rats and ran after the bubbles, then climbed a tree and drank juice with their snacks. It was fun for everyone and we hope to organize another playdate soon.

At home, exhaustion dawned on me and I felt lonely again. I would have wanted to have my mom here at least but she was in hospital with Leo so yeah… it was just Hotaru and I and the Spanish soap opera I’ve been watching. Luckily for me it was SUPER interesting and that was just what I needed to take my mind off everything that happened today.

Hotaru’s 6th Birthday <3

Oh, goodness! She turned six already! I just can’t believe it. I mean I look at her all tall and young girly like and, yeah, sure. She can pass for an eight year old sometimes, especially when she talks using technical words. But I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that it’s been that long since she was a little baby like Irina (my cousin’s daughter who was born on Haruka’s birthday lol).

Uncle Angel and aunt Grace picked us up at 11 and helped us load the food and cake on his car. They took us to the venue and we got so distracted with the preparations we almost got there late! Dad arrived just a moment or two after us, which was surprising. The things one does for their grandchildren, right? Like being punctual.

Mom’s bronchitis got worse so she dropped some stuff at the venue and went back to bed crying (I learned that later through aunt Grace and it broke my heart). Ironically, she also had a bronchitis when Hotaru was born and had to make an effort to come and meet her. Leo did stay out of stubbornness because he, too, should be on bed rest. Then my Godmom and her daughter with her husband and child arrived and then the younger guests started to arrive.

Half a dozen didn’t make it because it was a national holiday and they probably had plans. Mora had a broken arm so she didn’t come but Fede did. He was Hotaru’s class mate up until last year, when he changed schools to Rawson Institute (the one I wanted to send her to if there’s no open seat at Mugen). Chibi Usa in was there in her lovely stripped dress and so were Lulu and Valu. Those are her best friends (and Lucía, who had to see her grandparents) so I don’t care if most of the boys came and/or some other people missed the party. The people most important to her was there and that’s what matters.

They had a blast playing in the bouncing castle and the rest of the facilities. The activities were very interesting and engaging and it was a lot quieter than last year. I guess they have grown up a bit and that they trained them well to remain calm in that school (which makes sense if they have constant flooding issues). I feel they were all too well behaved for their age. I had half expected everyone to scream and shout and jump up and down and run. But these kids are polite. Still, they seemed to have fun so it’s not like they were calm out of boredom.

I liked the fact that they have matured and are well behaved. I really dislike rude obnoxious people, regardless of age. Though it’s worse in children because they haven’t grasped how to look civil in spite of it yet. I felt a little sad about finding a new school for her but I know that most of them are changing schools next year as well because this one sucks so…

After the fantastic party, we went home where Hotaru opened her presents. She got Anna’s coronation day dress, which she wanted for two whole years, a tiara and a scepter set, an Anna make up set and Anna’s braids. They said they didn’t have the time to buy her an Anna back pack so they sent the remaining money in an envelope. It was fortunate because Hotaru already has a back pack that’s in very good condition and I intend it to last another twelve months or so. I’ll just take her to the toy store with the remaining money and tell her she can go crazy xD

Then Michiru came over and we went to the park for a picnic. It was super cold and we had to get back soon, but we had fun and it was nice to see some green for a change. The three of us played with Hotaru’s new toys and talked about the party until Michiru had to go to her friend Diego’s birthday party. Then dad drove Hotaru and I to aunt Grace’s for dinner and we played Taboo until like 5am. Okay, Hotaru fell asleep on aunt Grace’s bed much earlier than that, but still. It was insanely fun.

My only regret was not being able to invite Michiru to the birthday party because of the court case against Dr. Tomoe, but next year she’ll be there no matter what. I’ve been talking to all my family and friends about her so they will be used to the fact that I’m dating a woman and not just theoretically gay by then.

 

School crisis escalates

 

Not much to say today. Hotaru had an appointment with her Psychologist, Miss Helga (yes, ironically, that’s her real name, though her last isn’t Hufflepuff, which bummed both the kid and I). We call her Hotaru’s friend who plays with her because I don’t want the kid thinking that she has mental issues and/or other kids making her feel like she is different because of that.

Last week we had to cancel because Hotaru’s asthma was making her cough a lot and the rain and humidity didn’t help so it was best for her to stay at home. This week, I took my knitting project with me and knit away the time at the waiting room.This time the guy who usually plays lousy music in the waiting room wasn’t there so I could hear my Sailor Moon OST in peace.

Then we came home and had dinner while talking about Japanese culture.

Hotaru said her classroom flooded today. Candidly, I asked if her friends had freaked out and her response was: “Oh, not at all. It’s the fifth time this happens this year!” I was out of my mind with worry. I don’t want my kid going to such a school!

Oh, I called Mugen Gakuen AGAIN last week (yes, that’s not the school’s name but it’s very close to it, actually) to find out whether or not there was an open seat for Hotaru next year. They were as vague as only Japanese people can. Said people had already signed in their children and that there was a meeting on August the 18th for anyone interested in learning whether there were still any open seats. It was confusing and it’s everything but reassuring, but I’ll take a maybe over a no.

I ran into the mother of one of Hotaru’s old class mates today, one that switched schools last year and said that 5th grade teachers asked one another how to explain 5th grade math to the kids because none of them knew. She also said that last year someone had read a pornographic story to 4th graders. I clearly need to get Hotaru out of there ASAP.  I asked her about other schools I might send her to and she said Rawson Institute is excellent. That’s where all her five kids switched to. But they said they could inscribe Hotaru for third grade, that they had everything overbooked for the next two years, which is INSANE.

I’m starting to fear Mugen will be the same or similar, but there’s hope in the fact that Mugen is a very expensive school and most people don’t want their kids learning Japanese alongside with English and Spanish. So, we’ll see. Worst that can happen is I’ll change her NEXT year. One more year in this school probably won’t kill her.

On the bright side, Hotaru learned that most of her friends are changing schools next year (because this one sucks and we’re all fleeing) and, thus, she’s come to terms with the idea of doing so herself. I mean, since everyone else will be leaving, there’s no point in her staying and she can see that too. She has accepted the idea and is ok with it. With that on mind, I’ve started talking to her friends’ parents in an attempt to organize playdates and get them to know both me and Hotaru so they can stay friends after she’s changed. This way she’ll still keep some of her routine, of her emotional stability. Aren’t I smart?

Hotaru’s 6th birthday

 

I can’t believe my little firefly is turning six today. I won’t say that it feels like she was born yesterday, because I’ve been through a lot since that day, but it did feel like it was two years ago, perhaps three. Time really does fly when you’re having fun.

I woke up earlier today and had a hearty breakfast with tons of salt to make sure I wouldn’t feel faint and ruin her day. Mom is the best! She stopped by before work and left us two cakes so I didn’t have to bake feeling like **** as I’ve been lately because of the weather. So I just picked one of the cakes and took it to school with us.

Hotaru had her friends sing happy birthday to her and we took a zillion pictures at school while they cut the cake and played around. Even filmed a couple of cute videos. It was fun for everyone. Then I left school and they resumed class as usual.

I went hunting for a birthday present. Nothing seemed to be right. She has tons of toys and spends so much time in front of the computer (compared to me at her age) that I felt it would be stupid to get her more Shopkins or Littlest Pet Shops or Lalaloopsies. Instead, I went for a make your own scented soaps craft kit, keeping in mind that she wants to be a youtuber and she can make videos of her making soap. Plus, it’s an educative experience and she can learn a lot from that while having fun AND use the product to cultivate healthy hygiene habits. It was perfect.

But it felt too calculated for a birthday present, too neat, so I also got her an excavation kit for her to dig plastic gems out of a piece of tinted plaster with a plastic hammer and chisels. She was thrilled and started making a video about it the second we got home.

Wait. I’m getting ahead of myself. When I was going back home it occurred to me that Dr. Tomoe’s family might pester poor Hotaru after class. So I came up with an escape plan and called my dad, asking him to send Puli to pick us up fifteen minutes before her usual school day was over to avoid running into them. Well, the traffic was horrible and Puli got caught in it and was late and, as a result, I ended up getting at the school at the usual time.

I spotted Tomoe-san’s mother outside the school and entered in lioness mode. After how she behaved with Hotaru last time, I had to defend my cub from her no matter what. I entered the school through the elementary school door and went straight to Hotaru’s classroom. I informed her teachers about the situation and the fact that I was hoping to extend the restraining order to the whole Tomoe family on Tuesday. They helped me get out.

I had made a point of entering the school through the elementary school entrance, so they were waiting for me there, thinking I would try to get out that way to avoid them, as they were leaving and there was a huge rush of people to hide us. In the meanwhile, Hotaru and I left the school through the preeschool door as usual and, since Puli was still not there, took a cab to my mother’s.

Hotaru had no idea Dr. Tomoe’s mother and siblings had been waiting there so it was a success. She didn’t get depressed like last time she saw her, neither did she cry or worry, which is what I was going for.

We had tea with Leo, my mom and my brother. Leo is a lot better. Mom said something about one of my phobias and made me feel horrible for a while, for which I resented her for a couple of hours. Then Aunt Grace picked us up at around nine and took us home, where we all met for dinner.

I was too busy to cook, so we ordered chinese takeout and arranged a buffet of sorts on the kitchen table, where everyone served their own food. We ate in the living room’s end table because the kitchen is too small for all those people. Dad and Puli were here as well as aunt Grace, cousin Ruben and Sandra.

Hotaru danced for all of us and was super thrilled about her presents. She got an umbrella with characters from Frozen, a make your own scented flowers craft kit (which turned out to be both fun and extremely creative), a set of three leggings that match some of her favorite hoodies because she loves clothes and my dad has impeccable taste and he knew she needed new leggings. And a pair of Monster High walkie talkies that were missing the batteries, so she couldn’t use yet.

We had fun and cracked jokes and played just dance until super super late but we all had a blast. Hotaru was the happiest I’ve seen her in a while and she ended up so exhausted, she actually ASKED me to put her down.

 

 

Book Fair 2016

Hotaru and her two best friends Val and Lulu, at the school annual book fair.

It was supposed to be on Friday but the headmistress changed her mind and rescheduled for today yesterday. It was very last minute but not surprising at all coming from her. The books were incredible, though. All of them super interesting and well chosen for the suggested age group. Some I read when I was a kid, some I was curious about even as an adult. That’s no small feat considering I’ve read almost 500 books in my life.

A guy read the class a story about a crazy grandfather before letting them take a look at the books on display. Hotaru was super excited about them. She loves books and I try to encourage her love for them as much as possible. We listen to Harry Potter audiobooks at night right before bedtime (she falls asleep listening to them when I’m not in the mood to make up a bed time story) and I tell her about the books I read as I go through them, to pique her interest. I also make a note of reminding my little firefly that the kindle isn’t a tablet but a device containing many many books that I read and, sometimes, when I’m laughing out loud, I tell her what was funny about my book.

We browsed through a few of them. One was about primary and secondary colors. She wanted it but the kid already knows the color theory and I know it wouldn’t entertain her past the first few minutes. I let her get bored with it and then changed the subject, drawing her attention towards other books I know she will be interested in for longer.

The main idea was to buy an activity book full of craft ideas for us to work on this year. It’s what we’ve done the past two years, so I had promised her we’d get a new one. I couldn’t decide between 365 crafts and Crafts for Kids so I got her both. Then I told her to pick a book she really really wanted and that would entertain her for more than five minutes. Hotaru, being the wonderful child that she is, picked a coloring book with over 150 pages and stickers that you can color as well.

It was more than we planned to buy but I’m sure they’ll all be put to good use soon. In fact, she started coloring her new book as soon as we got home and then asked me what kind of craft we could do tonight.

In the end, we drew some dogs and finger painted a couple of black poodles. It was super fun and just what I needed. I had an anxiety attack late at night and talked with aunt Grace on the phone for over an hour. She calmed me down and I was finally able to voice what had been making me so anxious and guilty. I’m a peaceful person and suing someone is against my nature, whether they deserve it or not. So I don’t really want to take Dr. Tomoe to trial. I do think he deserves to get one but I wish someone else would handle it. I’m in no condition to judge.

It overwhelms me that I feel sad for having to do this legal stuff I thought I’d never do because “trials are other people’s business, I’m above those petty things” without having the right to cry or feel sad over having to act out of character for fear or people thinking it’s about that monster. I’m very hurt but because of Hotaru. Knowing that the father she worships is such a monster who only saw her as a toy, who took naked pictures of her and her underwear is absolutely heart breaking to me. But if I cry people will think it’s because of him and they’ve told me so before so I know it’s not just me being paranoid. Being misunderstood by those who are supposedly supporting me, HURTS too. And a lot. So yeah, talking about that was great.

Also, I thought of a lot of Japanese interior design details and arrangements that I’d love for our dream house and discussed quite a lot with Michiru today. Talking that with her was so sweet. I can’t wait to live together. I want to share everything with her, especially these design ideas and projects. I want a life with that woman. I love her more than I can put into words. Each day, I love her a little more if that’s even possible!

I showed Michiru the blueprints before and I want to show her the real estate ad as well soon, together with the 3D model I’ve made with the computer. This way we can daydream away together.

The ideas we agree on are having a Genkan at the entrance to leave our shoes so everyone can be shoe (and dirt) free at home and we can sit on the floor without worrying about germs; having a Kotatsu for a dinning table (and a pliable western table for when parents come to visit) along with a set of Japanese sofas that recline into sort of beds; and a huge bathroom in the master bedroom with an Ofuro hot tub and a two person jacuzzi. Then I suggested futons since there’s a confectioner in Argentina that uses the Japanese crafting technique and original materials, but she claims to like sitting on my bed and turned down the idea, which is completely fine. I want her to be part of the decision making process, to feel that she, too, helped make that place a house she feels at home at.

My little genius

Hotaru and I found our Kanji cards yesterday (or the day before that, I honestly can’t remember right now). We were excited about them and spent a good hour playing with them. It has been over a year since we last played so I thought she wouldn’t remember any but, surprisingly, my little firefly still managed to pick up twenty two cards and beat me at my own game. LOL.

I had to look up a few on the WAAPURO to refresh my memory, which sucks, because these are the most basic kanji. I mean, I kind of remembered their general meaning but I just couldn’t translate it to Spanish for some reason. Only English and some of them were words Hotaru doesn’t understand yet so yeah… I cut more colored paper to add more kanji to the game as soon as we’re done learning these. Hotaru can’t wait 😉

On a related note, I was listening to REPO! The genetic opera’s OST this afternoon and all of a sudden, Hotaru, who had been playing with play dough in her own little world looked up and asked me what happened to the little girl. And I was like “what little girl?” and she said “the one whose father wouldn’t let her go out because she was sick.” I was gobsmacked.

It turns out she had been listening to the opera and understood enough to get the general meaning of the story (minus all those creepy parts she shouldn’t think about yet, luckily). When she said that she liked the song “Infected” I thought she meant the music and the girl’s voice, which she complimented. Lol apparently it was the story as well =P I was surprised she didn’t link it to Rapunzel.

I was very iffy all day today and it turns out it was because there was high humidity and low barometic pressure. The weather has been driving me insane for years. Luckily, mom and I found a solution for it today. We talked on the phone briefly (she was at the hospital all day keeping Leo company) and we both got on the computer at the same time to do a little research. It turns out we’re (very) weather sensitive and that there’s a few things you can do to minimize the weather’s effects on your mood and health.

One of them is buying a ionizer to compensate for all those positive ions in the air when the weather is wet and rain just doesn’t happen yet, which is super common where we live. So I ordered one online at once and we’ll see if that helps me stay energized instead of feeling like a slug for days at a time until magic rain fixes it for me. The other option is moving to the seaside, but I honestly don’t think I could stand the cold =P

Hotaru is going to dance at the school play in a few weeks. They’re rehearsing already and Sofi’s grandmother asked me to do her granddaughter’s costume as well as ours, so I’ll be busy. I usually don’t sew for her school mates because I can’t stand their mothers and I don’t want to have a fallout with such annoying people, but I really like Sofi’s family. They’re all super nice and quite a lot like me, honestly. I can’t say no to someone like minded when they make a reasonable request.

Oh, I finally finished the art I was doing for Mac. It’s Shuuichi from GRAVITATION, an anime we both love. I just couldn’t stop thinking of the little GRAVITATION memento Michiru gave me last Sunday. She saved it for me for over a decade so I almost cried when she gave it to me. ❤

Leo is still at the hospital, but mom says he’s getting better. I was very worried because I don’t want anything bad to happen to him. I love him like a father. He’s a very important person to me and has been nothing but wonderful and kind and loving. I want him to be cured and happy.

A wild bully appears!

The weather was nice and relatively warm after a cold week so, after school, I asked Hotaru if she wanted to go to the park. She said yes and we skipped happily there, where she enjoyed some fresh air. I asked her not to run because her asthma has been bothering her a bit lately. I’ve been nebulizing her before bed time for a few days, but the weather was super mild and it was best to make the most of it before the cold comes. Honestly, I wanted to take her mind off the bully, who was mean to her again.

Everything was so green and lush, and the place wasn’t as crowded as usual (it was almost empty by its own regular standards) so it was very enjoyable. I didn’t mind waiting around while she played at the monkey bars and swings because there weren’t many people watching (aka judging me). They were cleaning the fish pond, so it was almost dry, but it still looked beautiful. Then we came home and she had a bath. Well, that was later, before that…

Michiru stopped by after the office today to spend some time with Hotaru and I. Her class got cancelled, so she had a couple of hours to kill before a dinner with a friend who happens to live nearby. Thank the Gods for that! I missed her deeply.

Like two out of our last three dates, we wore matching outfits without ever discussing clothes. She was wearing a teal sweater and I, my black and  teal hoodie. The time before that it was black dress pants and a white shirt/tank on top and, the time before that: high contrast horizontal stripes. I absolutely love our mind link.

The idea was to draw and do artsy things but Hotaru was too happy to have her around to focus. We hopped from one topic to the next, covering everything from pokemon to watercolors.

I baked some cheesy puffs because last weekend I had promised Michiru I would and then things took a different path and no one remembered food existed… but I wanted to stay true to my word so… cheesy puffs. She couldn’t eat much because of the dinner she was attending later, but I packed half a dozen for her to take home. They will make a decent breakfast or lunch tomorrow.

Hotaru was sad she couldn’t stay longer. To be honest, so was I, but her friend is a terrific person and I’m glad she is willing to listen to him vent when he needs to. I wish we all lived together as family. That way we could make the most out of every free minute available between responsibilities.

I mentioned this before but there is a new student at Hotaru’s grade. Her name is Juana. She got transferred last Monday from a different school and the kid is a total bully. little devil insulted my kid three out of three days and I don’t like it one bit. She has criticized Hotaru’s drawing, her straw hat (which she had to bring for a school activity) and even asked who she thought she was and who named her boss after my little firefly got assigned as group leader during tea time.

The school mothers at the whatsapp group have been real jerks about it, minimizing the bullying and siding with the offender. Well, not all of them, Marian, Sofia’s mom, was very much on my side, as always. Poor Sofi has been having trouble with Juana as well. The kid completely ruined her new sneakers which is sad because they’re struggling for money.

 

Stupid parents

The new kid is still bothering Hotaru. She keeps on criticizing everything my little firefly does and my patience is running short. She started this week, so it’s clear that she got kicked out of her previous school rather than just changing institutes at the end of the year for other reasons like other new students.

On the up side, it’s not personal. I’ve been talking to the other kids and their parents and Juana has been insulting all the other girls and breaking their stuff. Luckily, it didn’t come that far with Hotaru or I would have taken more drastic measures.

Karina, Ramiro’s mother, said some pretty stupid stuff at the whatsapp group. Something along the lines of us adults having to understand that she is probably a troubled kid that needs our understanding rather than criticism. Excuse me if I don’t go all soft on a child that was kicked out of a school due to bad behavior and is terrorizing my little firefly and all her friends for fun. I told her I feel sorry for her child and that I hope the Gods will protect him because, clearly, if he has this kind of problem himself, she won’t.

The woman left the group and a few other (idiots) followed suit. Good riddance!

It did sting a little to think that they might be organizing another group for “cool moms” without me. It is what has happened to yours truly from kinder to college but, then again, like Marian, Sofi’s mom, said, they’re superficial and pathetic. We are made of tougher, more real stuff and don’t need their cool groups to stay informed. We can always read the actual parents-teacher notebook for news and call the school if there’s something going on like the bus being late or a black out.

It’s very reassuring to have Marian on my side. We think alike and deal with similar problems due to our kids having the same kind of fathers. She’s been a great help to me when it comes to stand up against the school and the other parents whenever they are too obtuse about something. Come to think of it, I think I snapped at Rami’s mom to defend her. It was Marian the woman was attacking, not me. Still, I was the one who brought up the subject. Whatever. We don’t need stupid people who overlook bullying like it’s something kids have to sort out on their own.

Hotaru had to take a hat to school to decorate and then organize a fashion parade of some sort. We chose her kitty eared straw hat which is absolutely adorable. I’ve been watching closely and hers was the cutest ^^

Theater play

Dr. Tomoe took Hotaru to a theater play today. Technically, he was supposed to see her yesterday, but she was still coughing a lot and it was SUPER cold outside, so we agreed to keep her indoors for another day. She can’t tell the days yet, so she didn’t complain about the change in schedule. (He was kind enough to share the pics.)

As he lacks imagination for certain things, I had to device a way for them to meet without her getting cold, so I combed the net for indoor activities and came across this play. It was about some kids whose picnic got ruined due to rain and had to think of fun things to do instead, which was ironic.

Hotaru says she had fun, so I’m happy for her. My father went with them to make sure he didn’t do anything improper to her. Then they had juice and sandwiches and came back home.

I was in bed all day with fever and joint pain. Fuck you so much uncle Angel. I totally didn’t need this!! So I had to creep downstairs to open the door for her blah blah. I don’t remember most of the night. I was too exhausted and in pain.

First day of Preschool!

Hotaru was super excited to go back to school and meet her friends again. Especially Chibi Usa ❤ I can’t believe just how time flies! It seems like yesterday that she started kinder with the other two year olds! It’s beyond insane. I don’t know how this happened, but I’ve realized that I love children. Michiru or no Michiru, I’m definitely adopting at least one more next year. A little boy or girl aged three to five would be nice. I’m not great with babies and there’s plenty of children who need a good home people who crave babies are too selfish to give them.