Two of my closest friends received the news that they would be getting new additions to their families this weekend. One friend now has a four year old, two and a half year old and a 9 month old. The other has a preemie born at just 24 weeks, who was just released from the hospital after being there for months. I’m so excited for my friends. There are so many children in our state that need loving families to come along side biological families and take care of their children while these bio families figure things out. Sometimes they need treatment of some kind or must serve jail time or perhaps just need to become stabilized on some meds. Whatever the reason, they need help. My friends are the moms who will mother these precious children until their biological families can take care of them again. It’s a big job. A tough job. They will become attached to these babies and then have to let go. But, it’s worth it. These mamas are brave mamas and they are two of my heroes!
Dear Little Man,
I can’t stop thinking about you today. It was exactly six months ago today that I had to let you go. Six months. It doesn’t feel like that long ago. I still ache to hold you again, to be your mama again. I miss your sweet voice, the smell of your clean skin and soft curly hair. I miss your hugs, your screams of joy and your laugh. I miss you! I pray for you! I still love you! Are you okay? Are you happy? Do you go to preschool? Do you use the big boy potty yet?
I’m taking good care of your sister. We love her so much! I pray that one day in the future, I’ll be able to find a way to let the two of you see each other again! I will try! I promise!
You changed my life Little Man. You changed me. You left a legacy of love in this house… unconditional, crazy devoted love. The place in my heart that is your’s will ALWAYS be your’s. No matter what, you have my love.
Baby Girl, you are wanted. You are loved and you are adored. Your little life started out so rough and I give all of the glory to God that He rescued you out of that bad situation at just 6 1/2 months old. The moment you were carried into our lives through our front door, that lonely November night, your entire life changed. Your sad little face took a few weeks to show happiness, but the joy came quickly after that. You started to giggle and babble in your highchair right away, watching your siblings being so busy around you. After we bonded and attached, you clung to me for several months, not ever letting me go. You did not want to be left alone. You would fight sleep and try to stay awake, I have no idea what your fear was, but we held you close and eventually you would drift off to dreamland. We answered your every cry, running when you made just one peep. You were loved from the beginning and 17 months later you are still the center of our world. The whole house follows you around and watches your every move. You have our full attention and you know it! Telling you, “no” is hard and you definitely don’t like to hear it. You dance, you sing, you have favorite songs and rhymes. You play “patty cake” and “wheels on the bus,” and we all sing along with you. You are our daughter. You are our sister. You are our joy. Baby Girl you are loved!
We had our monthly visit with our social worker from the agency this morning. It went very well. The babies and I were all set up outside ready to enjoy running through the sprinkler, riding bikes, and drawing with sidewalk chalk. The social worker and I talked as we watched the children play. We talked about milestones that the children have reached over the past month and how our communication has been with the birth family. We talked about the fact that another court hearing will be coming up later this month or early next month and how I should be prepared. All in all, it was a great visit that ended with eating popsicles on the front porch and then of course baths for the babies since they were incredibly sticky after their yummy snack!