Sometimes I think that I'm too old to foster a newborn, especially getting up 3 times in one night. But then I think back & try & remember what it was like having the hatched kids as newborns & I know I was equally tired. I didn't take a nap today and yet I still got some cleaning done and flowers planted. It's the little milestones that count. I do know that I am a heck of a lot wiser at age 40. And having the big kids around makes a huge difference.
Fostering again reminds me of all the positive attributes of everyone in the house at least as we wrap up week one with the baby. Todd drove him to the supervised visit today. After describing the place he went I was told I shouldn't go there by myself. I do have to go on Monday for a family intervention conference. The biological parents, adoptive parents to be, and myself will all meet with a cps person to create a plan for the baby. I was told it could take 3 hours. I am already thinking, give me a break, this should be so cut & dried. We'll see. I am sure I will need to remind myself of last Sunday's sermon when Romans 5 reminds us that Jesus died on the cross for sinners. Very hard to find anything positive for me to think about birth mom. I was reminded today that Gracie's birthday is coming up. She'll be three years old. Can't believe that it was so long ago that I got to be the witness for her adoption. I was in awe of the young mother who had the foresight to know she couldn't give her baby girl the life she deserved. Gracie is blessed with an awesome mom & dad.
Adoptive mom to be & her mom came to the house to see the baby today. I love witnessing the love for the sweet baby. He is already changing as he gets stronger, has better neck control & eats more. When he is wrapped all in his blankets, Madeline calls him a pig in a blanket.
Okay, little J. He is amazing. God is so good. The transition he has made into our family is seamless. Today our dentist had us stop by. She was deeply touched by J when we were there in Wednesday. She had at least 8 outfits(mix of old & new), 2 sackfuls of new toys, and some new spiderman tennis shoes. Christmas in April. Now J has at least double the clothes that Lucas has. Not only to I love to see how fostering affects my family, I love seeing the ripple affect. What a blessing this is.
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