we were approved to foster to adopt a little one. We are still waiting. Most days I am so busy that I barely stop to think about anything other than what I am doing and what I have to do. It is usually at night when I lie in bed that I think about the phone call. What will they say, what will I say, what will she look like, what will we do...the list goes on. I can't wait till the day we get the call, I know that our lives will change forever and so will hers.
Tomorrow I am going camping with my oldest son at the beach. It should be a lot of fun. It will be the first time I am away overnight without my littlest one. Hopefully everyone will have fun.
Homeschooling is going well for the kids. It's a bit stressful on my end, but I am trying to work out the issues. Hopefully we are almost there...
It is so much fun to see the kids grow and hard to believe we may have another little one soon. It's a lot like being pregnant again - wanting to know what she looks like, what personality she will have, how the boys will react to her, wanting to hold her and snuggle with her. But it's also a bit harder because I don't know when the end date is for her arrival. It's somewhere between now and two years. I also don't know if she has been born yet. I think the hardest part is knowing that she is going through or will go through a traumatic time and she is just a little baby.
We saved some little baby mice over the weekend. A lady unearthed their nest and threw them out into the sun because she didn't want them to destroy her vegetables. Of course she didn't think about them as baby mice, she thought of them as vermin. It was really hard to watch them struggle. It didn't take me long before I picked them up and took them home. I didn't know how I was going to care for them, only that I needed to. Thankfully we got some formula and were able to feed them and warm them until I found a really generous person to take them from me. Because they are wild mice, legally I couldn't keep them and release them. But hopefully she will be able to. It's really hard for me to think of babies of going through any trauma.
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