So am tired and cranky today. After adding two kids to our family in the past three months, who wouldn't be?? I am still in limbo. I don't know if the kids are my kids or will officially be my kids anytime in the future. Collectively called, "the babies" we are glad they came, but do feel completely out of our league at times. I have a whole new respect for foster parents. Oh, yeah. I am one. But for people to go through this time and again...and again?? Crazy. We decided as a group that if the psychologists evaluated us instead of the kids within our care, they would deem us all completely nuts. Beyond nuts. Who invites kids in their homes who are not theirs, who are often drug exposed, who have night terrors and food issues, and cry and are angry at the world? Children who don't trust anyone, let alone you, and push every button you never knew you had?? Not just once, but several times. A day. An hour. Um, yeah. That is what i am going through right now. And oh,...
My attempt to tell good stories, offer advice, but for you to definitely relish in your own sanity.