Any foster parent who’s been fostering for any time at all has had the same experience.
Intake calls with a placement that seems almost too well suited for your family. A perfect fit, as much as there can be in foster care. You say yes. Everything’s a go. Bringing the kids in an hour. Start rearranging your bedrooms.
They call back. Ummm…well, actually, nevermind.
Yuppers. We got a call the other night for a two year old girl. No siblings, mother in the area, just coming into care. We were really excited and started to prepare our hearts to love her the best we possibly could.
Turned out they didn’t have a piece of paperwork that they needed to place with our agency. Boo. We were disappointed, but mostly were just praying they’d find a good, loving home for that little girl. Not in the plans for us.
So we’re waiting again. You’d think I’d get used to all this. Not that it hasn’t gotten much easier – it’s just still not easy. I just wish I could stop myself from getting my hopes up!
Anyone who has fostered for any time at all also knows what I’m talking about when I say I’m getting antsy. I try so hard not to – just to be present and soak up the way things are now. But it’s like a jolt of adrenaline through my veins each time the phone rings …. Is our whole life about to change?
But, soon enough, things will change. Soakin’ up these two loves I’ve got here with me until they do.