October 17, 2009

• My first baby

  Our little foster baby turned two last month.  TWO!  It’s hard for me to imagine that the little, tiny baby who was only crawling when she came to us is two years old.  As I have been parenting our little (biological) baby, I often reflect back to the time when we fostered.  I am kinda amazed, actually, when I think that we actually decided to foster.  I half think to myself, “What the heck were we thinking??” because parenting is such hard work.  If I knew then what I know now, I’m not sure I would sign up to foster.  But the reality is that even though we only fostered both the baby girl and the baby boy for a very short amount of time, it really felt like a lifetime (at least, for the little girl), and I will always think of them as our children.  I know that no one else considers this to be true, but I will always think of that little girl as my first baby, and there’s a part of my heart that will always be hers.  Happy birthday, little one!  May God continue to watch over you wherever you go.

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