Like this:

Just received some unwelcome news from my sister via FB.

It appears that prodigal daughter June Bug, the biological egg donor of AJ who we are getting ready to adopt, is pregnant again.

She dropped the immediate family as FB friends, but is still friends with a few other family members (my mom and my sister, plus a few others on Yes Dear’s side).  Supposedly posted on her status that she is due to have a boy at the end of July, which my sister brought to our attention.

So it looks like we’ll have another grandson out there somewhere, that we won’t have any access to.  All we know is that she runs with the carnival down in Florida, and has gone through a kaleidoscope of boyfriends.

She’s been guilty of baby scams before, but Yes Dear and I believe that this one is for real.  Again.

And if she couldn’t take care of AJ, what are the chances that anything’s changed the past two years with her, to where she is able and willing to care for a child?  Especially in a carnival environment?

And there’s not a damn thing we can do.

We’ve had no contact with her in over eighteen months, and we don’t want to jeapardize any chance we have of adopting AJ.  So right now the best thing, the ONLY thing we can do, is nothing.  Which sucks out loud.

Not that we could take another one in even if we wanted to at this point.  So, for better or worse, she’s stuck with this one.  Or whoever she decides to dump it on, which won’t be us this time.

But we won’t know where he is, how he is, who he’s with, and probably not even his name.  And he won’t know anything about us, except perhaps the lies our daughter tells about us.

Of all people, my SIL probably has the best advice – leave it in the Lord’s hands.

So that’s exactly what we’re going to do.  Not that we have much choice.

It still sucks.

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