Our Story
Once upon a time I was mom to a beautiful baby boy. In my heart I am still his mom. I still worry if he is eating well or warm enough but I can't fix it if he is not. I pray for him every night but can no longer tuck him in and kiss his little head. So far this fairy tale has no happy ending. I pray that one day it will but for now my heart is to broken to see how it can. This is the past story and the continuing story of the joys and sadness we have experienced and continue to experience as we pursue adoption through foster care
Saturday, December 31, 2011
ours
From the moment we brought him home we broke the cardinal rule of foster care and fell in love with him. He was ours. As time went on nothing pointed to the contrary. Birth mom was uninterested and the "family" member was in the background but the indication from all involved was that it was just procedure and not a real possibility. Months passed and nothing changed, he continued to grow in our home and in our hearts. The longer we had him the more evident it became that he belonged to us and was our son. Then the call came unexpected they would be removing him from our home the next day.
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