God love the dog though. He went in and slept on the end of the bed just like he used to. The fluffy protector.
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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Well hello there! It has been years since I've written and published a post and recently I've had the idea that maybe this year was ...
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Sheila called to wish Sarah Happy Birthday and she shared a story with her that as a baby she never cried. Not when she was hungry, not when...
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I can't figure out Blogger's time zone and I may not have time to write Monday evening so here is Monday's post. This week we ...
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Yes we did. We actually started using their new names shortly after their good bye visit with Sheila last August. So the only name that real...
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I had some questions asked of me recently that I thought I would answer here: 1) How do you keep doing this after so much crap? I actual...
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It's a physical ache. A pain in the middle of my chest. And it causes hot tears, the kind that sting my eyes. It settled over me toda...
Our dog is such a protector too! And even though he's huge (a big yellow lab), the kids are never afraid. Every time a child comes in our home I'm reminded how awesome our dog really is!!
ReplyDeleteI hope the girls leaving this morning isn't too painful for you. Because as much work as it's been, I know it can hurt even if you're planning on them leaving.
How quickly things can change in foster care!!
ReplyDeleteDid the caseworker come as promised this morning...?