Worst Comments Contests 2

Ok, I’m trying again. The deadline is March 30. This month I’ll send the winner one of those fizzy bath balls.

Worst Comments Contest Winner

Well since I only had 1 entry, she  (bestlight) gets the candle! Check out her blogs at drama2bmama.blogspot.com/ and   http://weebleswobblog.blogspot.com

I’m gonna buy myself one too–my own husband blurted out a very stupid, akward question at our Foster care class.  We missed our pre-adoption class, so we asked someone who went–my husband asked

“Did they talk about subsidies?”

Our friend was mortified.   I thought- “She’s probably having the same infertility, lack of faith, issues that I am and subsidies were probably the LAST thing she was thinking of.”

Of course my husband caught his mistake after his comment coughed up out of his mouth.  But it was too  late, it was all over us…yuck.   so wait—I’ll have HIM buy my candle.

Me and Tom Petty

The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Sigh…last foster care class is tomorrow. Ovulated this week.

Foster Care 3

Well we have only one more class and then– License to Help!

This weeks “lessons” were on Culture, Primary Families, and Sexual Abuse (yeeesh )

We ended on a good note thogh.  Hey– keep those contest entries coming!

P.S. Contest Entry

I’ll email the winner for their contact info. Don’t post your contact info for all to see.

Worst Comments Contest

Send in the worst comments you’ve heard about adoption, foster care family, or infertility and win a really cool candle (that’s the only prize I can afford right now). This contest will help us feel better about those wacky folks who just don’t get it!

Rules:

Do not identify by name who said the thing to you–I don’t want to break up families or get anyone fired!

The story should be told in less than 50 words

Get your story/comments in by March 15! (My payday)

Law and Order

WOW.  Just when I thought I could go to sleep peacefully.  Law and Order SVU throws an episode about and stolen embryos and desperate women.

thanks.

Can I get one of those hip diaper bags?

So, I thought I was over it. Day dreaming in the baby isles, calming the urge to by a hip diaper bag. Then today, while attending the 2nd foster care class. We were watching a video about the grieving process of children in foster care. After watching the foster parent console a birth parent, I admit I became a little impatient. Not at the foster care system, not at the birth parents, but at the universe.

Some of us can have sex, blink get pregnant, and raise children. Others have the cash to plop down thousands of dollars in fees for Adoption attorneys…but me…there is a possibility that I will end up consoling the birth parent as they attempt to reunify with their child–while the state has custody of their child.

Sigh. At Target they have these hip diaper bags for Dads…their sooo cute, and yes part of the fantasy of parenting. A lot easier to think of than attachment disorders and separation anxiety.

This fostering to adopt thing is emotionally complicated. I want to help a child that’s for sure–I’ve always wanted that.

I want to have a child–to give birth–I’ve always wanted that.

Is it a lot to ask for both? I’m not sure, but sometimes I feel bad about it. I’m exited about the prospect of helping a child, but their birth family too? Maybe God thinks I can handle it. Maybe I can, if I had a cool diaper bag.

Foster Care class 2

Tommorrow will be our 2nd installment in a series of 4 classes to become foster parents. We’re both torn, will we remain foster parents or adopt and be happy? We’ll see.

Oh yeah, my period returns–great :/

Faliure to Thrive II

I should also say to everyone that there are several other causes of failure to thrive and again they are on the NIH (National Institutes of Health) website. I listed the ones in the context of abuse because that’s what my foster care licensing class was studying.