I just put Little Bit in the car with the transporter for his last "test" weekend with mom. Next weekend, it happens for real! I feel emotional about whether or not I will be emotional!?! What in the world? Sometimes I'm teary-eyed at the thought of sending "my baby" back home. Other times, I'm worried that I won't cry when he leaves.
We didn't start this journey to grow our family. So, we have never looked at the boys as our own. They have always been someone else's, but we have loved them like they were our own!
While I am looking forward to having a clean house, completing chores, and having time to myself, I am going to miss bedtime stories, kissing boo-boos and little laughs that melt my heart. I am thankful that I will be able to keep up with them when they leave, but it isn't the same. Now, I have to trust that God will care for them. I will be praying for their safety and comfort from a distance. I will not be able to kiss them good night, but they really are only a phone call away.
I will enjoy this weekend, but I just don't know what next week will hold. To be honest, I'm still not completely convinced the court will send him back yet, but I'm moving forward with what I've been told.
Little Bit, "The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine upon you, and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you, and give you peace." Numbers 6:24-26
Friday, March 16, 2018
Sunday, March 4, 2018
Potty Training
Does anyone actually like potty training? I have been parenting for 15 years, and I still say it is the most difficult thing I have done as a parent! I thought I was so good at parenting until I had to potty train. Anyway, I'm at it again! I knew I would have to do it at some point, but I put it off as long as possible! It turns out that wasn't such a bad thing!
Little Bit has been interested in potty training for about 6 months, but I have just hand my hands too full to add this to it! I really wanted to send him back home already trained to make it easier and less expensive for bio mom. So, I waited until Big Brother started weekend visits and I had Little Bit alone.
It only took an hour or two of running around naked for him to figure out the feeling and to be able to tell me he needed to go. Since then, he has been a rock star!! I cannot believe how well he is doing! He wears "big boy" underwear at home and sometimes when we are out, but he still wears pull-ups to school and church because he does not want to poop in the potty. He says it's scary! I really don't understand why it is scary, but I know this is normal and remember this with all of my other children! But guess what, he did it today because I told him he could have m&m's. It took him 5 seconds to change his mind and get it done!
So, I'm hoping we are about to make it through potty training and be done! It's only been 2 weeks! I am very happy that he will be able to go home at least mostly potty trained. It will make it so much easier on mom and dad!
Little Bit has been interested in potty training for about 6 months, but I have just hand my hands too full to add this to it! I really wanted to send him back home already trained to make it easier and less expensive for bio mom. So, I waited until Big Brother started weekend visits and I had Little Bit alone.
It only took an hour or two of running around naked for him to figure out the feeling and to be able to tell me he needed to go. Since then, he has been a rock star!! I cannot believe how well he is doing! He wears "big boy" underwear at home and sometimes when we are out, but he still wears pull-ups to school and church because he does not want to poop in the potty. He says it's scary! I really don't understand why it is scary, but I know this is normal and remember this with all of my other children! But guess what, he did it today because I told him he could have m&m's. It took him 5 seconds to change his mind and get it done!
So, I'm hoping we are about to make it through potty training and be done! It's only been 2 weeks! I am very happy that he will be able to go home at least mostly potty trained. It will make it so much easier on mom and dad!
Saturday, March 3, 2018
Big Brother Returns Home
Big brother has been staying with mom the past two weekends, and it has been great! We enjoyed some quieter times with just the little one, and big brother loved being with his mommy and daddy.
Both nights he returned home were a little emotional. He would lay his head in his hands and weep saying, "I miss the other mommy and daddy." But, he almost seemed shameful about it because he was so happy to be back home with us too! It has been difficult to see his little heart torn between two families whom he loves very much. However, each time I have told him how great it is that he misses the other mommy and daddy because that is who he should be with! I have reassured him that we all love him so much but that the other mommy and daddy loved him first and that they have worked so hard this year to get better so he could come home. He shakes his head in agreement and feels a little better.
He also kept telling me that he wanted us all to see each other...."I want Thomas, Mary Frances, Chase, the last daddy, and you to come to my new house." and "I want the other mommy and daddy to come to this house." and "I want you to keep seeing the other mommy and daddy." It is obvious that his main concern is that he may go back and never see us again.
So, yesterday was the big day! I had already sent most of his belongings home over the past two weekends because he has accumulated A LOT since arriving in our home 336 days ago! We've been talking about it here and there for two weeks. The bigs kids gradually said their goodbyes since they would not see him before they left early for school. We took Shamrock sugar cookies to school so he could celebrate with all of his friends, who were so sweet to him! His teachers gave him big hugs and told them to come and visit. I washed his bedding that he got at Christmas to take home with him and packed up the last of his clothes. Our CPS worker (who is AMAZING) arrived at 2:00 to pick up both boys for their regular visit. Only little brother would be returning later. My mom came over to say goodbye (and to be moral support for me). We gave big kisses and said "I'll see you on Wednesday!" (He has a psychiatrist appointment tfor diagnosis and possible medication for treatment, and the ad litem asked me to attend). He said goodbye, and they were off! I told my mom I couldn't watch as they left. That would just make me too sad!
My husband is overseas for two weeks - not the best timing for a child to leave! My mom stayed with me for a while to be sure I was okay, but I never got upset! I told her I was fine and would probably have a good cry later, but I never did! I wondered if something was wrong with me. A child I have loved for almost a year has just left my home for good! How could I not be upset? Then, I reminded myself that there was just no reason to be upset. We opened our home to him so he would have a safe place to stay and be loved while his parents were recovering. He blossomed while he was here. He has done great in school. He sleeps peacefully through the night now and wakes in the morning with a joyful heart! He has been prayed for my too many people to count. His parents love him and can now provide him with a safe place to stay. They have healed in many different ways and are prepared to be better parents. AND...we get to continue a relatipnship with him! What about that is sad?
I'm sure I will have my moments, but this is definitely not what I expected! I'm still waiting for the floodgates to open, but I am not as convinced that they will. This is good. This is really good! We have all accomplished a major feat for the benefit of everyone involved! That is something to shed joyful tears over! Go and do big things Big Brother! We are all behind you!
Both nights he returned home were a little emotional. He would lay his head in his hands and weep saying, "I miss the other mommy and daddy." But, he almost seemed shameful about it because he was so happy to be back home with us too! It has been difficult to see his little heart torn between two families whom he loves very much. However, each time I have told him how great it is that he misses the other mommy and daddy because that is who he should be with! I have reassured him that we all love him so much but that the other mommy and daddy loved him first and that they have worked so hard this year to get better so he could come home. He shakes his head in agreement and feels a little better.
He also kept telling me that he wanted us all to see each other...."I want Thomas, Mary Frances, Chase, the last daddy, and you to come to my new house." and "I want the other mommy and daddy to come to this house." and "I want you to keep seeing the other mommy and daddy." It is obvious that his main concern is that he may go back and never see us again.
So, yesterday was the big day! I had already sent most of his belongings home over the past two weekends because he has accumulated A LOT since arriving in our home 336 days ago! We've been talking about it here and there for two weeks. The bigs kids gradually said their goodbyes since they would not see him before they left early for school. We took Shamrock sugar cookies to school so he could celebrate with all of his friends, who were so sweet to him! His teachers gave him big hugs and told them to come and visit. I washed his bedding that he got at Christmas to take home with him and packed up the last of his clothes. Our CPS worker (who is AMAZING) arrived at 2:00 to pick up both boys for their regular visit. Only little brother would be returning later. My mom came over to say goodbye (and to be moral support for me). We gave big kisses and said "I'll see you on Wednesday!" (He has a psychiatrist appointment tfor diagnosis and possible medication for treatment, and the ad litem asked me to attend). He said goodbye, and they were off! I told my mom I couldn't watch as they left. That would just make me too sad!
My husband is overseas for two weeks - not the best timing for a child to leave! My mom stayed with me for a while to be sure I was okay, but I never got upset! I told her I was fine and would probably have a good cry later, but I never did! I wondered if something was wrong with me. A child I have loved for almost a year has just left my home for good! How could I not be upset? Then, I reminded myself that there was just no reason to be upset. We opened our home to him so he would have a safe place to stay and be loved while his parents were recovering. He blossomed while he was here. He has done great in school. He sleeps peacefully through the night now and wakes in the morning with a joyful heart! He has been prayed for my too many people to count. His parents love him and can now provide him with a safe place to stay. They have healed in many different ways and are prepared to be better parents. AND...we get to continue a relatipnship with him! What about that is sad?
I'm sure I will have my moments, but this is definitely not what I expected! I'm still waiting for the floodgates to open, but I am not as convinced that they will. This is good. This is really good! We have all accomplished a major feat for the benefit of everyone involved! That is something to shed joyful tears over! Go and do big things Big Brother! We are all behind you!
Friday, February 9, 2018
Weekend Visits
It worked! Big brother starts weekend visits with his mom in one week! I am so excited for him. He wants to be home with his mommy and daddy very badly! He loves our family very much, but even after almost a year, he still identifies "the other mommy and daddy" as the real deal, as he should.
My body literally shook for two days as I waited to hear what happened in court when the discharge papers were announced. The ad litem said he would begin transitioning, and everyone finally agreed!
I felt like we were playing Russian roulette with this little life, but we had to push this along! The courts have just taken too long! If the parents had not moved their case into "drug court" they would already have the kids back because they had already fulfilled the requirements for CPS.
Anyway, it is over now! It worked, and he is going home within a month! Hallelujah! He needs to be home and I desperately need a break!
Little brother will begin weekend visits two weeks after Big Brother returns! It's going to be an interesting ride, but we are ready!
My body literally shook for two days as I waited to hear what happened in court when the discharge papers were announced. The ad litem said he would begin transitioning, and everyone finally agreed!
I felt like we were playing Russian roulette with this little life, but we had to push this along! The courts have just taken too long! If the parents had not moved their case into "drug court" they would already have the kids back because they had already fulfilled the requirements for CPS.
Anyway, it is over now! It worked, and he is going home within a month! Hallelujah! He needs to be home and I desperately need a break!
Little brother will begin weekend visits two weeks after Big Brother returns! It's going to be an interesting ride, but we are ready!
Thursday, February 8, 2018
Discharge Papers
I am so torn this morning. This past month has been very difficult. I am having a very hard time with the four year old's behavior, and I don't know if he is really getting worse or I am just fed up with it. He is only four, but it seems like the whole family is walking around on egg shells trying to avoid a confrontation with him. He gets mad if someone tries to play with him at a time he doesn't want to play, if a different person gives him juice than the one he asked, if we take away a toy because he hit someone or threw it after we told him not to. He's very testy and it is difficult to tell how he will respond sometimes.
I feel like he needs us because we have given him a stable, loving environment for ten and a half months now. He feels safe. He is a perfect student at school, but he starts his screaming and fussing in the parking lot outside of the school. I just don't know how much more I can take. It is so sad to admit, but I look forward to him going to school, going to visits, or going to bed every day. Like...I count the time between each. I feel like I just get little breaks while he is in those places from the craziness.
He has such a sweet heart, and I know he wants to please us, but I feel like I am being beat up every day. Our agency says it is time to turn in discharge papers on him. They are setting a 30 day time for him to find another home. I am distraught and relieved at the same time. My own children are going through so much right now and need more of my attention. I am busting my butt to give everyone what they need, and I am spent.
The thing is that the boys should have been back with their mom months ago! They told me at the beginning of August, when her case was moved from just CPS court to Drug Court (FIC Court), that the boys would be going home in 30-60 days. It is almost the middle of February now! A few weeks ago, I was told that they finally approved weekend visits and now they are pulling back on that!
The people in charge of this case (and there are a lot of them) are just being too unreasonable. I realize I don't know everything, but I know a lot because of my relationship with the parents. She has worked it out to stay with her mother and grandad in a home that is big enough for the family. It is not a permanent situation because she doesn't want to stay there, but it works for the time being. As she said, she is "legally married to the biological father of the children who wants to help" and yet the court is requiring her to move back into "a more controlled enviornment" at the rehab facility so they can watch her with the kids better. The first problem with that is the dad is not allowed on that property! She won't have access to a car or qulaity childcare there, either. She would have to ride public transportation with an overactive four year old, a two year old, and an eight month old! Where is the sense in that?
I do not want our boy to go to another home! I want him to go HOME to his mommy and daddy, but the court is just dragging it out for some reason. She has been clean for 10 months, has completed recovery and is ready to be reintroduced to life with her boys. Dad has been clean for 8 months and has almost finished his services. What is the deal?
So, now I am stuck in a very difficult place. If the courts do not let this child go back home in the next month, CPS will move him to another home. It will not be good for him, but it is not good for the other 6 people in our house for him to be here! How do you reconcile this? My heart is a mess this morning. On top of all these feelings, I have to call the mom this morning and tell her what is happening before she hears it in court this afternoon! How do I tell her I am giving up her child? How can I give up a child? What kind of person does that make me?
I feel like he needs us because we have given him a stable, loving environment for ten and a half months now. He feels safe. He is a perfect student at school, but he starts his screaming and fussing in the parking lot outside of the school. I just don't know how much more I can take. It is so sad to admit, but I look forward to him going to school, going to visits, or going to bed every day. Like...I count the time between each. I feel like I just get little breaks while he is in those places from the craziness.
He has such a sweet heart, and I know he wants to please us, but I feel like I am being beat up every day. Our agency says it is time to turn in discharge papers on him. They are setting a 30 day time for him to find another home. I am distraught and relieved at the same time. My own children are going through so much right now and need more of my attention. I am busting my butt to give everyone what they need, and I am spent.
The thing is that the boys should have been back with their mom months ago! They told me at the beginning of August, when her case was moved from just CPS court to Drug Court (FIC Court), that the boys would be going home in 30-60 days. It is almost the middle of February now! A few weeks ago, I was told that they finally approved weekend visits and now they are pulling back on that!
The people in charge of this case (and there are a lot of them) are just being too unreasonable. I realize I don't know everything, but I know a lot because of my relationship with the parents. She has worked it out to stay with her mother and grandad in a home that is big enough for the family. It is not a permanent situation because she doesn't want to stay there, but it works for the time being. As she said, she is "legally married to the biological father of the children who wants to help" and yet the court is requiring her to move back into "a more controlled enviornment" at the rehab facility so they can watch her with the kids better. The first problem with that is the dad is not allowed on that property! She won't have access to a car or qulaity childcare there, either. She would have to ride public transportation with an overactive four year old, a two year old, and an eight month old! Where is the sense in that?
I do not want our boy to go to another home! I want him to go HOME to his mommy and daddy, but the court is just dragging it out for some reason. She has been clean for 10 months, has completed recovery and is ready to be reintroduced to life with her boys. Dad has been clean for 8 months and has almost finished his services. What is the deal?
So, now I am stuck in a very difficult place. If the courts do not let this child go back home in the next month, CPS will move him to another home. It will not be good for him, but it is not good for the other 6 people in our house for him to be here! How do you reconcile this? My heart is a mess this morning. On top of all these feelings, I have to call the mom this morning and tell her what is happening before she hears it in court this afternoon! How do I tell her I am giving up her child? How can I give up a child? What kind of person does that make me?
Thursday, December 28, 2017
Nine Months and Counting
We have now had the boys for nine months! I am quite surprised they have been here so long, but I have learned that no one has any idea how long these things take. I have been told they were going home within the next 30 days since August! While I love them and want them to go back to the best situation possible, I must also admit that I am tired and anxious for some "me" time. This jump back into the preschool years has been pretty overwhelming, but I would not trade this time for anything.
The boys are both sleeping through the night with only an occasional night terror (like once a month or so). Little bit is sleeping in a "big boy" bed, and the baby bed has been put away. I can control them much better when we go outside to get in the car now, as well. I can trust that big brother will actually walk to the car and get in rather than running away - most of the time! They are also aware of the need to be careful around the road and in parking lots. I mean, they still need to be watched like a hawk because they will still run, but it is a major improvement from 9 months ago.
They are still throwing everything, and big brother still refuses to eat most things. We use timeout and a behavior chart to control tantrums the best we can, and those really have helped, but meltdowns are still a daily event in our house!
Right now, I am feeling that my biggest accomplishment is the relationship I have built with mom and dad! I have become like a mentor - especially to mom. We are able to discuss all kinds of things about what it will be like when she gets all of the kids back. She already has the baby whom we had for only 6 weeks but ADORED!! She uses me as a sounding board when making decisions about the baby. I love that I can be that for her. I tell her that is exactly what my mom does for me. Even though she has her mom, their relationship is not the type that really supports that type of trust. She asked me to be the emergency contact at the daycare because I am "the only person she trusts"! That was the point at which I gave her my phone number - 8 months in!
After much prayer, advice and discussion, we invited mom and dad to our home for Christmas evening and then to my parents for dinner. My agency was very upset with me for doing it, but we just had to weigh everything for ourselves and decided it was the best decision for us all. We are 100% aware that addicts often relapse, but with them being 6 months and 9 months clean, we feel they are in a place where we can help by showing them love and support. We had a wonderful evening and wish we could have had more time.
I am looking forward to how we can continue to be one of their support systems as they continue to recover! It is so heartbreaking to me to see how big of a hole they have dug and have to climb out of with very little encouragement from family! I desperately want them to have their children back and believe they are great parents who got involved in some bad stuff! My prayer is that God does miraculous things in their lives and uses them to make a difference for others!
The boys are both sleeping through the night with only an occasional night terror (like once a month or so). Little bit is sleeping in a "big boy" bed, and the baby bed has been put away. I can control them much better when we go outside to get in the car now, as well. I can trust that big brother will actually walk to the car and get in rather than running away - most of the time! They are also aware of the need to be careful around the road and in parking lots. I mean, they still need to be watched like a hawk because they will still run, but it is a major improvement from 9 months ago.
They are still throwing everything, and big brother still refuses to eat most things. We use timeout and a behavior chart to control tantrums the best we can, and those really have helped, but meltdowns are still a daily event in our house!
Right now, I am feeling that my biggest accomplishment is the relationship I have built with mom and dad! I have become like a mentor - especially to mom. We are able to discuss all kinds of things about what it will be like when she gets all of the kids back. She already has the baby whom we had for only 6 weeks but ADORED!! She uses me as a sounding board when making decisions about the baby. I love that I can be that for her. I tell her that is exactly what my mom does for me. Even though she has her mom, their relationship is not the type that really supports that type of trust. She asked me to be the emergency contact at the daycare because I am "the only person she trusts"! That was the point at which I gave her my phone number - 8 months in!
After much prayer, advice and discussion, we invited mom and dad to our home for Christmas evening and then to my parents for dinner. My agency was very upset with me for doing it, but we just had to weigh everything for ourselves and decided it was the best decision for us all. We are 100% aware that addicts often relapse, but with them being 6 months and 9 months clean, we feel they are in a place where we can help by showing them love and support. We had a wonderful evening and wish we could have had more time.
I am looking forward to how we can continue to be one of their support systems as they continue to recover! It is so heartbreaking to me to see how big of a hole they have dug and have to climb out of with very little encouragement from family! I desperately want them to have their children back and believe they are great parents who got involved in some bad stuff! My prayer is that God does miraculous things in their lives and uses them to make a difference for others!
Tuesday, October 17, 2017
Six Months In
It has been six months since the boys first arrived. Life is most definitely different in the Hughes home, but everyone has adjusted well. The big kids are a huge help and love having the kids here (most of the time)!
It amazes me to think back to those first days they were here and to realize how much they have grown. We had a hard time getting big brother to go to sleep...especially in a bed. Now, I can lay him down, kiss him, and tell him I'll be back to check on him in a few minutes, and all the littles are in bed by 8:00! What??? The first four months it took us 2-3 hours to put them to bed every night and one of us fell asleep with big brother almost every night. Those nights were difficult, but we are in a good routine now!
Little brother was talking quite a bit when he arrived but mostly like a parrot...repeating words we said. However, there are a few things we are really missing now that he is starting to talk in sentences:
"some" is what he said as soon as he heard a drive thru bag enter the car (he was rear-facing)
"bite" is what he said ANYTIME someone had food because he wanted some too!
And we could not get that little guy to say his name for anything! He was convinced his name was his brother's. It was really about three months here before he would finally say HIS name! We were all so excited.
He was so precious and sweet. I would tell everyone that he was just as sweet as he was cute...and then he turned TWO!! WOW! Some kids move through the twos without much notice, but this one jumped in full throttle! He hits, throws and pitches a tantrum with the best of them! Now, I have to keep reminding myself of how sweet he really was! He still has his moments, but they don't call them the Terrible Twos for nothing!
When we got the boys, we knew that mom was pregnant and due in June. As much as I wanted to take her, my husband just finally put his foot down and said "no". She was born only two days before I left for Europe for two weeks, and everyone thought she was going to have lots of problems due to the circumstances of the pregnancy. However, she was born PERFECT! The boys and I were able to see her at visits every once-in-a-while, but she wasn't always there.
Fast forward to August when the kids' attorney called me and asked if I would be willing to take baby sister temporarily since mom would be getting her back very soon. I told him we could but only temporarily. It took weeks for him to make it happen, but the judge eventually approved the move, and we got her mid-September. It was a nightmare, though, because CPS and my agency were not happy about the judge's orders and tried desperately to have them overturned. Every day was an adventure as I was getting calls from all those involved, and no one seemed to know what the others were doing. I told several of them that I just didn't understand why they couldn't all communicate! Why did they need me to get everyone on the same page? It was a communication nightmare, and eventually I just told them all that I felt like my parenting was being questioned since they didn't want the baby to come to me. I told the CPS worker that baby belonged in my house more than anyone else's (except her parents) because I had been praying for her for months before she was born and already loved her family. In addition, the boys needed to understand that she was really their sister - not just a baby they saw every once-in-a-while. Finally, I got her, and she is amazing!
I look at her every day and am amazed at how perfect she is after being exposed to so much in utero. I tell her how precious she is and how much she is wanted and loved! She coos back at me and gives the best smiles and giggles! We are having so much fun with her! It is like playing with a baby doll since we know she will only be here a little while longer! Everyone wants to hold her and help with her. She barely cries, and smiles ALL the time!
They are a precious sibling group! I am so happy we have had the opportunity to foster them all. They will be going home soon, and it will be difficult, but we have covered them in love and prayer! I am confident that God will protect them and draw him to himself as they grow because I pray, almost every night, that no matter how they are raised, they will always be pulled toward doing the right thing and having a relationship with Him!
It amazes me to think back to those first days they were here and to realize how much they have grown. We had a hard time getting big brother to go to sleep...especially in a bed. Now, I can lay him down, kiss him, and tell him I'll be back to check on him in a few minutes, and all the littles are in bed by 8:00! What??? The first four months it took us 2-3 hours to put them to bed every night and one of us fell asleep with big brother almost every night. Those nights were difficult, but we are in a good routine now!
Little brother was talking quite a bit when he arrived but mostly like a parrot...repeating words we said. However, there are a few things we are really missing now that he is starting to talk in sentences:
"some" is what he said as soon as he heard a drive thru bag enter the car (he was rear-facing)
"bite" is what he said ANYTIME someone had food because he wanted some too!
And we could not get that little guy to say his name for anything! He was convinced his name was his brother's. It was really about three months here before he would finally say HIS name! We were all so excited.
He was so precious and sweet. I would tell everyone that he was just as sweet as he was cute...and then he turned TWO!! WOW! Some kids move through the twos without much notice, but this one jumped in full throttle! He hits, throws and pitches a tantrum with the best of them! Now, I have to keep reminding myself of how sweet he really was! He still has his moments, but they don't call them the Terrible Twos for nothing!
When we got the boys, we knew that mom was pregnant and due in June. As much as I wanted to take her, my husband just finally put his foot down and said "no". She was born only two days before I left for Europe for two weeks, and everyone thought she was going to have lots of problems due to the circumstances of the pregnancy. However, she was born PERFECT! The boys and I were able to see her at visits every once-in-a-while, but she wasn't always there.
Fast forward to August when the kids' attorney called me and asked if I would be willing to take baby sister temporarily since mom would be getting her back very soon. I told him we could but only temporarily. It took weeks for him to make it happen, but the judge eventually approved the move, and we got her mid-September. It was a nightmare, though, because CPS and my agency were not happy about the judge's orders and tried desperately to have them overturned. Every day was an adventure as I was getting calls from all those involved, and no one seemed to know what the others were doing. I told several of them that I just didn't understand why they couldn't all communicate! Why did they need me to get everyone on the same page? It was a communication nightmare, and eventually I just told them all that I felt like my parenting was being questioned since they didn't want the baby to come to me. I told the CPS worker that baby belonged in my house more than anyone else's (except her parents) because I had been praying for her for months before she was born and already loved her family. In addition, the boys needed to understand that she was really their sister - not just a baby they saw every once-in-a-while. Finally, I got her, and she is amazing!
I look at her every day and am amazed at how perfect she is after being exposed to so much in utero. I tell her how precious she is and how much she is wanted and loved! She coos back at me and gives the best smiles and giggles! We are having so much fun with her! It is like playing with a baby doll since we know she will only be here a little while longer! Everyone wants to hold her and help with her. She barely cries, and smiles ALL the time!
They are a precious sibling group! I am so happy we have had the opportunity to foster them all. They will be going home soon, and it will be difficult, but we have covered them in love and prayer! I am confident that God will protect them and draw him to himself as they grow because I pray, almost every night, that no matter how they are raised, they will always be pulled toward doing the right thing and having a relationship with Him!
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