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Thursday, August 1, 2013
Yup, we've got some thick skin - but the band aid still hurts coming off...
(Repost from 2011) When it comes to being a foster parent, I've been asked may times, "How do you do it?? How do you let go?" I've also been given many, way too kind words about how saintly we are.
Thank you so much, but I don't feel much like a saint. I actually feel a bit selfish. I love the little ones. Quite frankly, most times I'd rather hang out with the little ones than adults. They're more fun, they call 'em exactly how they see them (like it or not, lol) and all they want is to be loved. That's easy.
We foster parent folks are definitely a different breed. We take a lot & the reward is in the hope that we've been able to make a positive difference in the lives of these kids - and that the good doesn't get undone by the idiots that wrecked them to begin with! I know that's strong, but we see a lot.
For a while, I stood by my little mantra "It's like ripping off a band aid. It hurts less & less every time you take it off."
I officially take that back.
We've had about 7 kids come through our house. Little "E" wormed her way deep into our hearts. I cried for weeks after she left & I'm not sure Wag has ever gotten over her. There were others. Some a little older, some a little younger, but none we really allowed ourselves to get too attached to. We loved them up, helped them as much as humanly possible and let them go without too many tears or heartache. Hoping we've made even a small positive difference in their lives.
THAT was how I came up with my little "band aid scenario", by the OTHER kids that came through. The ones who did not get under our skin.
Then, two beautiful sisters came into our lives.
My "little chicken" at 5 months old, all full of smiles and her sister "AM" at 2, full of attitude and spunk.
The first few months with these kids were rough! One had major separation anxiety & a complete and total mini Puerto Rican attitude. The baby had Salmonella, vomited at every feeding & could not sleep lying down. So every night, I'd do my running with my kids; Kyle's wrestling schedule, CC's cheering schedule, then bathe the little ones, do my best to get "AM" comfortably down to sleep with as few tears as possible and then hit the couch with "my little chicken" on my belly. Most nights I slept on the couch with my hand on her car carrier, where she slept, rocking the carrier if she started to fuss in the middle of the night. Other nights, she just slept on my belly all night long. We did this every single night for 7 months. Needless to say she and I formed an extremely close bond. I loved every second of it.
"AM" went back for a while ("my little chicken" stayed) & then "AM" returned a few months later, happy to be back with us. She was much easier this time & blended right in as if she'd never left.
Oh yeah, these little sisters TOTALLY got under our skin - especially the little one. I became her "momma" in every sense of the word.
We'd have adopted them in a heartbeat if they were adoptable.
After 15 months of living with us, they went with family. We were included in family events for a while, but it was clearly too much for the baby to handle. She never let me out of her site & cried terribly for me when I had to leave. It was heartbreaking. The best thing for her, is for us to fade off into the sunset.
I miss "my little chicken" every single day.
In the meantime, our home has been open for 7 months. I've been enjoying my "free time" and taking care of myself. Who knows what's in store in the future. Maybe we'll get more kids, maybe not... Only time will tell.
So back when I said it's like ripping off a band aid... no matter how thick your skin is - you still feel it. The only thing you can truly do is open your heart and love them up. Do all you can to make their lives fun & easy for the time they are with you, and when it comes time to send them along - pray they're going into a good (ore even decent) situation. After all, as parents - we already give all of ourselves for the benefit of the kids, and only good can come from giving love.
If you've considered fostering and you've got love, an open heart & mind & thick skin - please do it!