Have you seen those giant, Valentine’s Day teddy bears?
They’re huge, like 4 feet high just sitting. If you stretched out their legs, they would probably be life size. You could use one as a mattress. You wouldn’t even have to buy bedding because most of them come with a velvet heart pillow sewn between the paws.
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This kid is a tornado.
From the moment our little foster boy had leaped through our door, he had not stopped. Running, talking, playing, laughing, spinning, dancing, yelling, crashing, crying, pooping (that is another story); the kid did not run out of energy. We called him the energizer bunny. He kept going and going and going and going…
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“This is really happening.”
You know that thought when the first steps are coming together for a big event?
It is a thought that crossed my mind as my family ironed clothes and packed the camera the night before adoption day. I imagine it is how a bride feels in the moments after the excitement of picking out her wedding dress. For foster parents, it is the moment between getting a phone call from social services and rushing to the store to buy supplies for an expected foster child.
“This is for real.”
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Holidays usually arrive with fanfare. Plans are made, shared and canceled. Sentimental quotes about loving one’s family are plastered throughout social media (usually by people who post too many pictures of their grandkids anyway).
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On the Saturday before Thanksgiving, something special happens in America—something even bigger than football or pre-pre-black Friday sales.
Across the country, hundreds of adults and children gather. Courtrooms are opened. Judges, lawyers and social workers set to work. By the end of the day, hundreds of new families walk out of the doors, and thousands of children waiting in foster care now have a permanent family of their own.
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If you don’t know already, migraines are
awful, no good, very bad things.
The head pain alone feels like an entire construction crew is in your skull. Someone is jackhammering, another person is slicing with a circular saw, and someone else decides to tighten vices on your cranium. It is definitely not something that brings the words “serenity” and “joy” to mind.
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I was 14 years old when my family began taking in foster children— and it changed my life. I had a front-row seat to the foster care system in all of its successes, failures, and realities. During my teen years, I rocked many babies to sleep, helped toddlers take their first steps, and played board games with my foster siblings.
While being a foster family had positive aspects, it also had difficult parts. Children came from tough situations and had sad stories. Our family sacrificed many of our own wants in order to provide for foster children’s needs. It was hard.
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