Linda’s Life

Note:  The following are excerpts from Linda O’Sheas Diary.  Changing text colors will indicate new entries.

The new baby is here!  Sed and I decided to name her Susan after Sed’s Mom.  She is just adorable! 

After taking care of a set of twins and then a set of triplets, only having to take care of one baby seems to be a piece of cake by comparison.  I can remember so many days of dragging myself out of bed to feed and diaper the others and then going right back to bed.  I’d barely get to sleep before I’d hear crying again and have to get up and start all over again! 

With Susan, I feel much more rested.  I have time while she’s napping and the other kids are in school to do things for myself.  I finally have the time to paint again!  I finished the picture that I had been working on the night I went into labor with the twins.  It was ages ago that I worked on it last!

I really love how well Sed takes care of things around the house.  Even working two jobs, he still finds the time to fix whatever gets broken.  While I’ve considered taking a job to bring some more money into the house, Sed and I agreed long ago that it would be best for me to be a stay at home mom. 

Sed, though he often wishes he could spend more time with the kids, is such a great Dad.  He loves all of the kids, and he adores Susan, just as he adored all of our babies.  I love to walk in and see him snuggling her or playing with her.  They’re just so cute together.

I was with the girls in the park one evening when we happened to see a boy get stopped by the police for being out after curfew without a parent.  I couldn’t tell for sure, but it looked a lot like the description Paula Deen had given me of the McGruber boy. 

The girls were clearly upset that the boy was being put in the back of the police car, and one of them asked me if all changelings were like that.  I responded no…just the McGrubers, and then for some reason I panicked and told them that wasn’t what I meant.

I don’t know why I reacted like that.  Most of the time, I’m pretty easy going.  Sometimes though, the simplest things can make me just freak out.

Things breaking, for instance.  You’d think a busted toilet was the end of the world.  Even if I fix it myself afterwards, the fact that it breaks just drives me nuts.

A couple weeks after that night in the park, TJ got in trouble for breaking curfew too.  Thank goodness the girls were in bed! 

I totally lost it.  Not only did I freak out about TJ out after curfew, it reminded me of the whole changeling/bad person idea the girls had put into my head that day.  I started to freak out about the possibility of TJ going down the wrong path.  While he apologized and hasn’t done it again yet, every once in a while, I worry about him.

It appears perhaps my fears were justified.  I came home from the store one day to find TJ having lunch with Mick McGruber!

I put my things away, went upstairs, and quietly freaked out.  I was going into the baby’s room when I got a chance to see…

…Mick, very gently picking up Susan.  I kept quiet, and watched.  He snuggled her, and played with her for a bit.  I saw TJ come in the other door and I left before either of them knew I was there.  While I still don’t know if Mick is a good influence on TJ, perhaps he isn’t all bad.

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