You can read part 1 here
With Adoption costs, requirements and restrictions (we were still young around 23 and 24 at the time) we decided it was going to take a long time and I didn’t want to wait. I was working at a daycare at the time, which truly if I have to work is a dream job because I love being around kids just it doesn’t pay much in money but how you can change the kids lives just in the time they are with you each day is amazing! Working at this job was my first experience with anything to do with the Foster care system, or kids in foster care. There were so many kids in our center that were in the system and they were such wonderful amazing kids and needed so much love and attention and I loved being able to give that to them. I talked to hubs about it he was more concerned about me getting attached and having to give them back to their parents but I wasn’t going into it for just an option to be able to adopt, I loved seeing the impact I was making on these kids in the daycare who just needed someone to care and love them. There were such a wide variety in Foster parents that I saw while there. Some you could tell didn’t seem to care and only did it so they could say I help out or so they could collect the extra money from it. There were some that only accepted older kids which in some cases that’s wonderful but in a main one I saw it was sad cause the Lady never even walked the kids all the way into the building and to class she would get to the lobby sign them in and send them in the door and not say anything or even make sure they got to their teacher. Then there were some who would take siblings, and you knew they loved them but ultimately wanted them to be back with their parents and were very supportive of that process. There were also some that would only take kids that the state thought were going to be adopted out that way they could adopt them and not have to give them back. Sadly it didn’t always work out that way and you could see them get hurt when threatened with loosing the kids they thought they were going to have forever. Then the one case that really made me want to get involved. It was a Pastor and his wife, they had an older son of their own (just graduated from high school), they had a 3 and 4 year old that they had adopted from the system, that had been through a lot already in their short lives, and they also had 2 1.5 year olds that they were fostering. Sadly you could tell the mom played favorites, the 4 year old was dressed nicely and the 3 year old who was still bouncing back from the life she previously had where she was malnourished and abused wasn’t dressed as nicely and when trying to be potty trained was put into onesies. Then the 2 1.5 year olds, both absolutely adorable but completely different from one another, one was blond and blue eyed fair skin and she knew what she wanted (we will call her C) and if she couldn’t get it sometimes she would bite because that’s how she knew she could get attention in such a big family with so many so little ones. C was always put in stained clothes and her hair wasn’t done she wasn’t treated the same as the other 1.5 year old girl (who we will call D). D had olive skin tone and dark brown eyes and hair was always dressed cute in name brand designer clothes she was very quiet but she knew she was favored and spoiled and knew how to hide when she was being mean to C so that hopefully no one would see her do it. Things went bad with the Foster parents and they were getting a divorce he was moving to the Caribbean where he felt he was being called to go by the lord. Well Foster mom no longer wanted C around and the state was in the process of putting D back with her biological family well someone else I worked with was planning on going to foster care classes so she could get C out of the situation she was in. So after talking to hubs we decided to go too. We did all the classes and the only thing we were going to have to do was the home inspection to become certified. I had gotten a nursery set up and gone to garage sales to get cheap clothing for all genders, and from birth to age 2, I already had car seats and everything. Unfortunately I got sick and was in the Hospital for 2 weeks and now had 45k in medical bills and even with assistance with what we made because we weren’t parents and I wasn’t pregnant was still only dropped to 20k. We no longer could afford to live on our own so we decided to wait on the foster care thing and move back in with my family for a little while so we could get some bills paid off.
Praying for more.... 