"Here We Go."

"Here we go." I was talking to my dad. I was explaining the plan. I was telling him what this week would look like and asking him if he could possibly babysit while I work this weekend.


"Here we Go," I said. "That's a good way of putting it," was the reply.


Backtrack almost a week ago.


It is Thursday, January 28th about 10am. I get a text from my present placements Caseworker: "are you open to another placement? I have a coworker looking for a home."


"Yes, I am open to a placement!"


"Great! We will call you later."


.... The longest 2 hours had just begun.




I get the call. A 4 year old little boy that may be special needs? YES. My home and my heart are open and God just spoke to my heart that He is going to teach me so much about his Love through this placement.


But they needed to move him. "Can we put together a move plan and call you Monday?"


"Sounds Great. Thanks."


... And so begins the longest weekend.


Monday comes and it is late afternoon ... no call. I send a text: "Any update?"


"I'll check ... nothing yet, we will call you first thing tomorrow morning."


Tuesday. 9am. I had a missed call and a voicemail. They are ready and have the plan put together.


I call back. "Can you pick him up tomorrow at 6pm?" YES. I was so excited. I could hardly eat breakfast.


So here I am today. Last night I kept the baby up later than her bedtime because I wanted to embrace those precious moments of her being my old baby.


It has been a very long week, but it is a beautiful week. I am excited to embark on the next leg of this journey.




As I drove into work yesterday, I was talking with God. I thought how this little dude was born even before I began pursuing foster care. As I was reflecting on that, God showed me that He had gone before me and had orchestrated this event special for me. My heart aches for the pain this little has been through, but I am going to give him all I have and love him with all my heart. <3 p="">