Foster care is obviously a big part of our lives. So much so, that I haven’t written a blog post in about six weeks. With a newborn and a toddler in the house for the last few weeks, writing has been a little challenging 🙂
When I left you, I talked about the revolving door of foster care. It has continued.
We still have the baby, but the two little girls we got right before Christmas left last week to go live with family. We also agreed to help out another family with respite care (respite care = caring for a child to give foster parents a little break or caring for them because the foster parents are leaving town and can’t take the foster child with them). So we’ve had a 1-month-old and a 7-month-old for the past week. We’ve gotten a few calls but have had to turn them down because the State of Texas only allows two under the age of 18 months be placed in a foster home. The calls have included infants and with two in the house already, we had to turn them down.
Then yesterday we got a surprise call.
It was from a case worker we worked with previously. My first thought was that she was the new case worker for the baby we have now, but instead she was calling to see if, by chance, we had beds available for the two little girls we had last summer.
These two little girls were our first placements after licensing. We had them for three months and then they left to go live with a family member. We had watched the oldest blossom and the baby had gone from having some developmental delays, to being not only being caught up, but being above age level in her development. We all loved these girls dearly and were absolutely heart-broken when they left. So when the case worker asked if we had openings, I felt excitement, sadness and fear.
The thought of these two coming back into our family was such an exciting feeling. At the same time, I was so very sad to learn that they had been returned to mom and dad, only to be removed yet again. Then the fear set in as I told the case worker that we could take the oldest, but with two infants in the house, we couldn’t take the youngest (who is now 15 months), until Thursday when our respite baby goes back to her foster parents.
Fortunately, the case worker very much wanted these girls to be with us, so after conversations between our agency and the case worker, these precious little girls will be returning to our home.
Foster care can be so bittersweet, but sometimes it’s more bittersweet than usual.
This is one of those times.
As our door revolves yet again, we are hoping that these girls will be able to stay with us long-term this time. We want the opportunity to help these little ones blossom and grow long-term instead of being uprooted once again.
We don’t know if the judge will give mom and dad another chance or not. We do know that CPS doesn’t want them with the family member they were with previously and we will likely be picking up the pieces of their broken hearts. Yet, we’re so very happy to have them become part of our family once again and are hoping for the very best.