WOW! What an incredibly crazy whirlwind week! Here I am getting ready to get on a plane to LA so I can get to Long Beach and meet my new son!!!
Tuesday, July 14, 2015
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
Vacation, Baby. Baby Vacation.... nope, VACATION BABY! A miracle in the making
This day was a roller coaster of emotions and shows how "in flux" and unpredictable the life we lead in foster care is.
First let me start with today is the first day of a short but much needed vacation. I am heading about 6 hours away to a friends house to visit. They live way out in the country and are a large adoptive family...so I know they won't mind the craziness of me and my 4 fosters! Also, I have a big BIG day toward permanency for my three oldest fosters. We have our Best Interest Staffing this afternoon. I am stressed...mainly because there are those that don't believe a single mom can/should adopt. Let alone 3 full FASer kiddos. But you know what...they need a family. They need ME. Mom, who has been here for the last 2.5+ & 1.5+ years. Mom who advocate for what they need at school. Mom who teaches and teaches over and over and over and over...you get the point. Anyway I am glad to be driving on vacation...as it will keep my mind off things.
SO...now for the shocker part of the day...now that it is about over, I may be able to relate what happened during the last 11 hours!!
We were on the road...ueventfully...car packed with 4 kids...and luggage for an army! Yes we were only going for 5 days. GOOD GRIEF!!!...anyway we hit the road by 7:00am and I was proud! Eekers has never been on vacation...and its safe to say the 3 hour car ride when he was delivered to my house was probable his longest time in the car. ever. No worries, though. I planned. I packed squishy toys - just in case he got mad and beaned me in the head while traveling at 80 mph...i would not be knocked out. I had color wonder books for everyone, the DVD player and movies, reading materials, snacks, drinks....you name it. We were set!
It was a great day of driving too. I pulled off the highway to drive off about a half mile to get right up under the windmills. I pulled the car to an area that we were sill about 200' from it and opened the windows to let them all listen to the WOOOOSH WOOOOSH WOOOOSH WOOOOSH
I was inundated with requests to get out...but my sanity was still with me. Iron Man, Little Bit, and Li'l Miss would have been ok. (I mean seriously after our adventures in the islands...heck, why not!!) BUT Eekers on the other hand....I still can not trust him to not turn and burn! I mean a plus we are in the middle of fields...and he is shorter than the blade...but I would certainly end up trespassing....soo never mind. We will save that for another day.
After several minutes Eskers began to live up to his name....so on the road we went. As we got on the road, I received a call from an odd number....Ohio. I don't answer odd numbers. I also got an email. Hmm...ok. Now I will have to check you up:
My friend that I am traveling to see and I have talked many times about being home-study ready for special needs adoptions. So many kids need willing families. As a licensed foster home....I have a current home assessment. I have "put in" for a couple kids...but nothing ever happens so whatever, right. God just asks us to be willing and I have my hands full! (AND I still don't know WHY I said yes to little Eskers....gawd that boy is a handful of a hot-mess!) ANYWAY....way back last week on July 1st...this post came up on Facebook
and my exact though... "clubbed hands and feet...I could totally parent that boy...thats just surgery and giving him the belief that he can do anything!" So I sent and email and filed out some paperwork... and saw his sweet face
thinking although "I can do this" but at the same time "nothing comes of these"....and I was right. On July 3rd...Special Angels announced he was match with a family but asked me to consider a little girl: 4 months old, short statured and Deaf (Hey, I know ASL....sure why not.)
But here I was in the car....a phone call and an email...
Sara was calling me and I have to admit it was a quick conversation. "...the family for that boy backed out. Will you allow us to re-present you to the birth family?" Immediately and without a millisecond of thought "YES...of course!!"
And I hung up the phone. I said, "OK God, I am willing....but if this is you, this had to go quickly, smoothly, and very inexpensively!" Yes, I threw out my fleece for God....I mean come on we ALL KNOW how expensive private adoptions are....right? (Hmmph....I'll have to add another to our list of myths and misconceptions!!!!!)
anyway.....let's get back to the day.
We drove for about another 30 minutes and stopped for lunch. This time while pulling off the highway my car began to make some really odd noises....grinding and clunking. AND momma started praying. I mean seriously. I am still about 3 hours away from my destination and I have 4 crazy kids with me. LORD HELP!!! I pulled into McDonalds and had the kids sit still...I did a quick one over and everything looked good....I also checked the fluid levels....ok prayers. And a quick lashing at satan. NO SIR, you will not steal my joy....and you will not fuel self-doubt about what I just said yes to!! I would be lying if I left it at it was that easy. See it was there:
"You can't do this" "You can't parent another....."
"Your single" "Look at the needy kids you have!"
"How can you even function without a husband when your car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and you have no help?"
One good rebuke and we all go out and ate lunch. I know if this is God's desire, he can work it all out. We had a great quick lunch...without any major meltdowns. SUCCESS!! Potty trips and back onto the road. Car was fine....everything was good.
I arrived at my destination and started to fill my friend in. She immediately filled my ever emptying cup: YOU CAN DO THIS! YOU ARE GETTING A SON!!
and moments later my phone rang.....it was Sara, "He's yours!! The family chose YOU! He's yours if you are willing"
YES
YES
YES!!!!!!! I leapt inside....and motioned to my friend rocking and swinging an invisible baby in my arms and pointed to ME! And the room spun briefly. WHAT GOD.....ME???? You really want ME???
Back to Sara....I can expect a call from the hospital social worker...but here's her information......
Miracles happen when we are just willing to say "Yes, God"
PART 2 TOMORROW
First let me start with today is the first day of a short but much needed vacation. I am heading about 6 hours away to a friends house to visit. They live way out in the country and are a large adoptive family...so I know they won't mind the craziness of me and my 4 fosters! Also, I have a big BIG day toward permanency for my three oldest fosters. We have our Best Interest Staffing this afternoon. I am stressed...mainly because there are those that don't believe a single mom can/should adopt. Let alone 3 full FASer kiddos. But you know what...they need a family. They need ME. Mom, who has been here for the last 2.5+ & 1.5+ years. Mom who advocate for what they need at school. Mom who teaches and teaches over and over and over and over...you get the point. Anyway I am glad to be driving on vacation...as it will keep my mind off things.
SO...now for the shocker part of the day...now that it is about over, I may be able to relate what happened during the last 11 hours!!
We were on the road...ueventfully...car packed with 4 kids...and luggage for an army! Yes we were only going for 5 days. GOOD GRIEF!!!...anyway we hit the road by 7:00am and I was proud! Eekers has never been on vacation...and its safe to say the 3 hour car ride when he was delivered to my house was probable his longest time in the car. ever. No worries, though. I planned. I packed squishy toys - just in case he got mad and beaned me in the head while traveling at 80 mph...i would not be knocked out. I had color wonder books for everyone, the DVD player and movies, reading materials, snacks, drinks....you name it. We were set!
It was a great day of driving too. I pulled off the highway to drive off about a half mile to get right up under the windmills. I pulled the car to an area that we were sill about 200' from it and opened the windows to let them all listen to the WOOOOSH WOOOOSH WOOOOSH WOOOOSH
I was inundated with requests to get out...but my sanity was still with me. Iron Man, Little Bit, and Li'l Miss would have been ok. (I mean seriously after our adventures in the islands...heck, why not!!) BUT Eekers on the other hand....I still can not trust him to not turn and burn! I mean a plus we are in the middle of fields...and he is shorter than the blade...but I would certainly end up trespassing....soo never mind. We will save that for another day.
After several minutes Eskers began to live up to his name....so on the road we went. As we got on the road, I received a call from an odd number....Ohio. I don't answer odd numbers. I also got an email. Hmm...ok. Now I will have to check you up:
My friend that I am traveling to see and I have talked many times about being home-study ready for special needs adoptions. So many kids need willing families. As a licensed foster home....I have a current home assessment. I have "put in" for a couple kids...but nothing ever happens so whatever, right. God just asks us to be willing and I have my hands full! (AND I still don't know WHY I said yes to little Eskers....gawd that boy is a handful of a hot-mess!) ANYWAY....way back last week on July 1st...this post came up on Facebook
and my exact though... "clubbed hands and feet...I could totally parent that boy...thats just surgery and giving him the belief that he can do anything!" So I sent and email and filed out some paperwork... and saw his sweet face
thinking although "I can do this" but at the same time "nothing comes of these"....and I was right. On July 3rd...Special Angels announced he was match with a family but asked me to consider a little girl: 4 months old, short statured and Deaf (Hey, I know ASL....sure why not.)
But here I was in the car....a phone call and an email...
Sara was calling me and I have to admit it was a quick conversation. "...the family for that boy backed out. Will you allow us to re-present you to the birth family?" Immediately and without a millisecond of thought "YES...of course!!"
And I hung up the phone. I said, "OK God, I am willing....but if this is you, this had to go quickly, smoothly, and very inexpensively!" Yes, I threw out my fleece for God....I mean come on we ALL KNOW how expensive private adoptions are....right? (Hmmph....I'll have to add another to our list of myths and misconceptions!!!!!)
anyway.....let's get back to the day.
We drove for about another 30 minutes and stopped for lunch. This time while pulling off the highway my car began to make some really odd noises....grinding and clunking. AND momma started praying. I mean seriously. I am still about 3 hours away from my destination and I have 4 crazy kids with me. LORD HELP!!! I pulled into McDonalds and had the kids sit still...I did a quick one over and everything looked good....I also checked the fluid levels....ok prayers. And a quick lashing at satan. NO SIR, you will not steal my joy....and you will not fuel self-doubt about what I just said yes to!! I would be lying if I left it at it was that easy. See it was there:
"You can't do this" "You can't parent another....."
"Your single" "Look at the needy kids you have!"
"How can you even function without a husband when your car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and you have no help?"
One good rebuke and we all go out and ate lunch. I know if this is God's desire, he can work it all out. We had a great quick lunch...without any major meltdowns. SUCCESS!! Potty trips and back onto the road. Car was fine....everything was good.
I arrived at my destination and started to fill my friend in. She immediately filled my ever emptying cup: YOU CAN DO THIS! YOU ARE GETTING A SON!!
and moments later my phone rang.....it was Sara, "He's yours!! The family chose YOU! He's yours if you are willing"
YES
YES
YES!!!!!!! I leapt inside....and motioned to my friend rocking and swinging an invisible baby in my arms and pointed to ME! And the room spun briefly. WHAT GOD.....ME???? You really want ME???
Back to Sara....I can expect a call from the hospital social worker...but here's her information......
Miracles happen when we are just willing to say "Yes, God"
PART 2 TOMORROW
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