Day 8 // a little less space, a little more love.

Hello day 8. Hello readers. I have some big news to share today. As the month of October approached I did my best to make a list of ideas of things I could write about for 31 days. I knew I would be in trouble if I tried to just sit down at the computer each day and come up with something to write, on the spot. But the great thing about life is that 'it happens'. LIFE happens. And this past week, it did just that.

Justin and I have been licensed foster parents for about a year now. For months we've been waiting for 'the call' from the foster care agency about a child who needed to be placed in a home. So many months had gone by we started to think 'the call' was never going to come. The whole idea of being foster parents was sort of in the back of our minds.

And then, this Thursday, it happened. We got the call. It was about 2:30pm and I answered a phone number I didn't recognize. It was Terri, one of the social workers we worked with during our licensing process. She informed us that there was a four year old boy who needed a place to stay. 'How long' was an answer she couldn't provide. I told her I would talk to my husband and then call her back. Justin and I talked, prayed and then called Terri back about an hour later. Our decision was to bring this four year old boy into our home for however long God had planned.

We picked him up at a McDonalds about 25 minutes away. He was waiting there with another social worker who had been with him most of the day. He had been in court and then in the foster agency office where he waited while things were bring 'processed'.

The whole moment was quite surreal. My husband describes it as "driving your wife who's about to give birth, to the hospital, but take away the, 'you knew you were pregnant' part". We had no idea what to expect. We had no clothes for this little boy. We put out a plea on Facebook about an hour before we went to get him, for a toddler bed and some friends came through right away. He came with the clothes on his back and nothing else.

All we knew was him name, his age, and that he needed a safe place to sleep.

It's been four days and it's been quiet a whirlwind. Due to privacy reasons, I can't tell his name or much about him. But I can tell you that he is a very sweet boy. He is also VERY energetic (which also might be diagnosed as something more official, eventually). He has adapted unbelievably well to 'our' schedule. He eats anything I put in front of him. He sleeps very well and doesn't get out of his bed until I come in his room in the morning. (What!?) He hasn't shed a tear since he's been at our house. (I'm sure that will come eventually when the honeymoon stage fades.) Half of the time he calls Justin and I 'mommy' and 'daddy' and the other half of the time he forgets our names after we've reminded him about twenty times that day. He adores Cooper and hasn't shown an ounce of aggression towards him. I could go on and on. He's just a great kid.

But... it's only been four days. I'm not imagining that he will turn into a completely different child and start breaking everything in our house tomorrow, but I know this journey will not be easy. It's already brought it's fair share of challenges in just four short days. I'm tired. So tired. Going from being a mom of one to a mom of two without barely any warning, is tough.

My addiction to Starbucks Chai Lattes has increased. You can read more about that in my Day 7 post.

The dynamic in our house has changed. Cooper, our two year old, has a very mellow personality and is very laid back. "James" (not his real name) is very high-energy and much louder than Cooper. The "feel" our home is now different than it was four days ago.

With all that being said, a little boy has a safe place to call home (at least for now) and is surrounded by some people who love him. We hope our home will be a place where he can be a safe place for him to grow, for however long God allows him to be apart of our family.

Today we're living with a less space so that someone else can have a little more love.

Live With Less.  Give More. Make a Difference.

5 comments:

  1. Courtney, this is AMAZING!!!!!! I TRULY believe that it is my calling to be a GOOD, God focused foster parent one day. I have felt that way for as long as I can remember. I'm so excited for you and Justin to set an example for not only this little boy and his life, but for people like me who hope to do this one day, too. I hope you keep updating, I'm just so thrilled!!!

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  2. Oh, that's very exciting! We adopted our son through the foster care system, so I hold a very special place in my heart for all foster parents. You are doing such a wonderful thing, and you are making a difference in that little boy's life, regardless of how long he's with you!

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  3. So excited for you... I can't wait till we have a placement too (will be a while as our current apartment will not pass the inspection so we have to wait till we move elsewhere but it WILL happen)...

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  4. Wow. You are amazing. Praying for you and your family.
    xoxo
    Angela

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