how much love you can feel for a little peanut in a matter of a day.... or 18 days.
To try to explain the whirlwind of activity that has been going on in my apartment, in my head and in my life would take hours... and I am sure there would still be so much that I would be missing.
Somehow I have found these parenting skills that I have never used and wasn't sure even existed. I am changing diapers, making formula and washing bottles for this little 18 day old bundle of joy that may or may not stay with me.
I hope he will... he is pure joy wrapped up in a little fleece reindeer outfit. How I wish I could share a picture. Don't worry, I have taken 234239423978 of them for the day that (fingers crossed) I can.
The foster system is even scarier and discombobulated than I have imagined. Some days I wonder if they even know I am here and have their child.
Birth mom (BM) is doing her very best at trying to remain on the straight and narrow. My heart hurts for her... as she wants her children so badly. I don't know what is in the cards... but I do know that my job is to take the best care I can of this baby bird and give him the best start of life he can possibly have.
I am working part time- I bring him with me. Just some random hours here and there.. it is exhausting.
There is lots more going on--of course-- There is MORE to the story.. :) But I have lots of work to get done and I don't know how long he will be content with Melissa Ferrick playing Win 'Em Over .... over and over and over again while I sit here.
I hope everyone is well, and I hope to have a chance to catch up on blog land soon!