A Month

It's hard to believe that it's already been a month since little "Anna" has come to stay with my family.  The first few weeks were difficult, and not because of her but the circumstances and the others involved.  I have never been very good at just saying what I want sometimes, or telling someone what I need.  Once I worked out the details and made a plan that worked for my family & not someone else things have been less stressful and much more comfortable.  I try to make everyone happy sometimes and then leave out the most important person, myself.

We don't really know how long we will be foster parents to little Anna, but we have already bonded she and I.  I blame it on the 2am & 5am feedings-as well as all the other feedings.  She likes it when I sing to her, now that she is almost one month old (four weeks already) she is starting to smile when I sing to her.  And the smiles she has produced so far are that of pure joy & they elicit tearful laughter from me.  So when she goes back to her parents, she will be missed & it will be a hard time for us emotionally.  But we'll manage, as we always do.

Until then, we will continue to do what we feel is right & what we feel is good.



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