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I admit you’ll hear me talk about my foster children differently

12.10.2016 by Sarah //

It’s interesting the way we talk about our children when they are our foster children.

When they come to us they are our children.

I am their mom.

I might only be their mom for today, but the moment they enter our home, I am just as much their parent as any of my own children.

I know I’m not their only parent. I know their biological parents are first and foremost in their life. I want to see these children reunited with their biological families as quickly as possible, but that doesn’t change the fact that, while they are in my home, they are also my children.

I will fight for them.

I will do what needs to be done on my end to give them what they need.

It doesn’t mean the emotional bond with these children is already established (read “What if You Want to Foster but You’re Terrified?). But, it means I will work quickly and diligently to establish it as much as I possibly can on my end.

And yet, for all the ways in which these foster children are indeed my children as well as their biological family’s…we still talk about them differently.

It’s subtle.

It’s not demeaning.

But it is different.

Just this last week I saw it happen in our home.

My husband and I were making decisions about upcoming family activities. There was one activity I really wanted on the table, but, as we talked, it became apparent that one of our kiddos just wasn’t ready yet. And, this is what my husband said.

“Maybe next year. Next year we won’t have a [10] year old.” (age has been changed to respect the privacy of our children)

Did you catch it?

Next year we won’t have…

Different.

Had this been one of our permanent children we would have said, “Next year Johnny will be 11”, or “Next year Johnny will be ready for that.”

But, no. That’s now what my husband said. He said, “Next year we won’t have a 10 year old.”

And, that’s the difference in foster parenting.

Because he’s right.

Next year we won’t have a 10 year old. Next year Johnny might be with us and he might be 11, or, he might be home with his biological family. Either way, we won’t have a 10 year old.

So, as much as I fight for our foster children to be 100% at home in our family, there still are, and always will be little ways in which we talk about them differently.

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Yes, I make coffee in my garage, & why I’m SICK OF IT

12.02.2016 by Sarah //

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I’m tired of making coffee in my garage

Yes, you heard me. I make coffee in my garage.

And I’m sick of it.

The maneuvering around vehicles and kids paraphernalia to get to the work bench.

The moving things off the workbench to find a spot.

Then finding an outlet that’s open – don’t even get me started.

The carrying the hot carafe inside without spilling after it’s made.

I’m just done.

Over it.

But, I can’t stop. Won’t stop. And I think that’s what’s most frustrating.

You see, my children don’t sleep easily.

And I get up early.

Because, as a friend put it, “Looking for the punch card machine but can’t find it. How is a girl supposed to clock out around here…? #11hoursandcounting #overtimeeveryday”

I need that morning time before everyone gets up to be me, and then, to prepare my soul to be a parent again.

For. One. More. Day.

So, I make coffee in the garage.

Because I want it for my quiet morning.

And, my children need every bit of sleep they can get.

And it’s this inconvenience that has me over the edge this morning.

I’m tired. I’m just tired of being a parent and all the sacrifices that come with it.

And yet, I won’t stop. Can’t stop.

Because they need me.

Because it’s what I signed up for.

Because I love them.

Because Jesus died for me and when I get that – really truly GET IT – laying down my coffee pot on the garage workbench is a happy thing I get to do because of how happy Jesus made me when he laid down everything for me.

So, I do what I need to do. I make coffee in the garage and I stop and think about the everything I get to have because of Jesus.

Eternal happiness

A perfect track record

A heavenly father who knows ME and gets ME and loves me no matter what.

The ability to, at any time, and in any moment, live patiently, kindly, openly with all people because that is exactly how Jesus lived and that is exactly what His Holy Spirit gifts me with daily.

If I get that, if I see it and rest in it, then my garage coffee becomes a joyful outpouring of the everything I have in Christ.

“The one who did not spare his own Son, but offered him as a sacrifice for all of us, surely will give us all things, along with his Son, won’t he?” Romans 8:32 (International Standard Version)

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Life, Laundry, and Musical Toys in the Middle of the Night

11.23.2016 by Sarah //

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It was 3 am. I had just stepped on the flashing, musical demon of a plastic toy. The one that threatened to wake the entire house as I was on my way to get the crying child. It had been a long day, week, few months, and I froze – waiting the evil song out to see if it’s tortuous potential would come true. The music stopped. And, so had the upset child. I waited. No one made a sound. Whew

Relief as deep as it gets settled into my bones and I finished making my way toward my little one. Slowly picking her up, I was thankful this one knew our routine. After only 30 minutes she was back to sleep and tucked in tight.

That’s when it hit me. How incredibly grateful I was for the sleeping, peaceful family in my home. And how the demon toy had brought this realization about. If it hadn’t scared me out of my goal oriented get child, sooth child, get back to sleep as soon as possible haze I would have missed this moment. I would have missed this thankfulness for my sleeping family and these these extra few minutes of gratitude.

So, here is this foster mom’s list of thanks giving – beginning with musical toys in the middle of the night.

  1. That the musical toy I stepped on in the middle of the night to get the crying child didn’t wake the rest of them.
  2. For a husband who loves our children, spends time with them, and wants to change the world by being a really great parent.
  3. For all of our kids’ biological families who chose to give them life and the little ways they love them.
  4. A Great attachment therapist who has helped us at every bump in the road.
  5. Family that welcomes each foster child as if he were our very own child – no matter how long he stays.
  6. Great books such as Flap Your Wings and Loving Parents: Raising Hurting Children
  7. Social workers and Casas who care about our foster children and their biological families.
  8. Laundry – all of it – but only when it’s clean (who said anything about folded and put away?) poilaroid-laundry-pile
  9. Case managers who come along side our children’s biological families and help them every step of the way.
  10. A perfect God who loves us in these great big messes that we make and always provides a way through.
  11. Friends I can call and cry on the phone with when life gets a little too messy for me to see God at work. They help point the way back to Him.
  12. A job. Actual, physical work that provides an income so we can keep loving our kiddos.

Happy Thanks Giving Ya’ll!

Free Attachment Resource

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