What happened to the time? Where has time gone? Wasn't it just last night, a week ago, a month ago that I welcomed a tiny little 7 month old into my home and heart? A baby that could hardly roll over, a baby that was so content and just went with the flow.
Now I have a 13, almost 14 month old that loves walking all over the place, loves to say "hi" to everything and still a happy little babe that thrives on attention and love.
3 weeks ago she became a "little sister." Foster care is weird. Because I am "having" children 5 months apart and years are between their ages.
This transition has not been without challenges. The first night consisted of being up from 12:30-1:15am while the newest was throwing a tantrum and I was covered literally from head to tow in throw up.
That was just a one time occurrence.
How long does it take to transition?
This little has had my heart for a month. Sometimes I get frustrated. Sometimes I question why I am called to do this.
But at the end of the day, my heart and my home are full. I love these littles.
Whether that is another day, week, month or year, love is ever so present. Time will continue to go on. And I'll continue to grow and love.
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