No, I am not preggers. Not that DH and I wouldn't like to have one of our own, but I got fixed early on in my first marriage, and to reverse it is about $25,000 out of pocket. And, no more pets...Although, my DH tries to talk me into another dog almost on a daily basis.
DH and I have been talking a long time about fostering kids. We need to go through a 12 week class in the county.
So we decided to adopt a 21 year old. Maybe it is pre-fostering practice. Good news...no diapers to change.
I have noticed many of my kids' friends, that they don't know what it is like to have a family meal. To me dinner conversation is the best way to know what is going on, and how to connect. TRUST ME!!!...we have some crazy dinner conversation at this house. Nothing is off limits, but I think that is soooo important.
This new addition, has had a really rough up bringing. Not that his parents don't love him, I know they do...he has just never been parented.
He has never known a home where you don't have to ASK for a glass of milk.....where food is just there for the taking. He has never known of a home where if you put your clothes in the hamper, they get washed. He has never known a home where when broken rules,doesn't mean you will get hit, or kicked out. He hasn't known a home that has clear, and consistent rules, with appropriate consequences.
A day a couple of weeks ago...my DS was at his house. My son called my DH, because this child's step-father, was beating him. The police were called. My DH sat and watched, while the police came, and questioned everyone, including my son. The mother, the step-father, and my bonus son were all taken to jail. The mother, and step-father got out of jail. They left the boy there. We posted bonus son's bail.
He has been here since. Sometimes....I feel like we try to do things that are HUGE...like foster a child. I realized, that sometimes we need to look in our own back yard.
So many to help so little time.
DH and I have been talking a long time about fostering kids. We need to go through a 12 week class in the county.
So we decided to adopt a 21 year old. Maybe it is pre-fostering practice. Good news...no diapers to change.
I have noticed many of my kids' friends, that they don't know what it is like to have a family meal. To me dinner conversation is the best way to know what is going on, and how to connect. TRUST ME!!!...we have some crazy dinner conversation at this house. Nothing is off limits, but I think that is soooo important.
This new addition, has had a really rough up bringing. Not that his parents don't love him, I know they do...he has just never been parented.
He has never known a home where you don't have to ASK for a glass of milk.....where food is just there for the taking. He has never known of a home where if you put your clothes in the hamper, they get washed. He has never known a home where when broken rules,doesn't mean you will get hit, or kicked out. He hasn't known a home that has clear, and consistent rules, with appropriate consequences.
A day a couple of weeks ago...my DS was at his house. My son called my DH, because this child's step-father, was beating him. The police were called. My DH sat and watched, while the police came, and questioned everyone, including my son. The mother, the step-father, and my bonus son were all taken to jail. The mother, and step-father got out of jail. They left the boy there. We posted bonus son's bail.
He has been here since. Sometimes....I feel like we try to do things that are HUGE...like foster a child. I realized, that sometimes we need to look in our own back yard.
So many to help so little time.
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this is the new addition to the family and i would like to say thank you for every thing you are doing for me and have done for me
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