So at 2 AM I get a phone call from DCFS. I have to say for 2 AM the lady was pretty cheerful. They had an emergency placement of a 14 month old baby girl. Could we take her?
The crib in storage flashed in my head.
And then she goes, "Oh, I see you are full. I'm sorry my mistake!"
Somewhere in my memory bank I remember hearing that a call could come in at any time. And over the past two years we've only gotten a few calls. One for a boy shortly after Jelly Bean and MM moved in and I said no because of Gabby and LM being out there. And then a few messages that clearly the person didn't see we were full.
So after I hung up I laid there thinking about the potential for calls like this. Was this a reminder to me that there are other kids out there? And my mind wandered to what could have happened that this baby needed a placement in the middle of the night? Car accident? Police arrest? And what kind of sound decision could I make at 2 AM in the future?
I prayed for that little girl and woke up thinking about her. You know, because DCFS doesn't occupy enough of my time.
Home is where your story begins. Welcome to my home. This blog is about a family formed through foster care adoption as we navigate parenting children with early childhood trauma, open adoption, and the child welfare system.
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Everything happens for a reason. Only time will tell why they messed up and called u although u are full. Keep ur head held high.
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