Originally posted by Enyo
I know I don't post a lot, but I have been crowing from the rooftops and I figured I'd do a little shouting here too. 
My hubby and I are foster parents.... and we got our first call!!
We originally said we wanted a child under 3, but surprise! she's 11. We didn't even have a bed for her. She is sooo cute, but she looks 16. We took
her out and college guys were gawking at her.
So far so good.. she's been with us 5 days.. she's really starting to open up to me about all the things that went on in her home.. it's stuff you
don't ever want to hear.
There are so many things she's never done... We took her to the circus today... You should have seen her face.
She's so much like an adult, she's been fending for herself for a long time, but she's still such a little kid.
I am loving every minute of this. My hubby says I glow. 
I'm trying so hard to do it right.. I hope I am. I just wish someone had told me that once you become a mom you never get to sit down again. Or sleep
(I'm up worrying about her). Or eat without jumping up at least 3 times.
The circumstances of her case are private but it's not good. and it doesn't look like she'll be going home again, ever. So we could end up adopting
her. a TWEEN!, Am I totally nuts?! |