So little to post.
Ever have a day, when your brain is just fried? I'm sure you have. Today is one of those days. My brain feels mushy and achy. I have lots to say. But no brain.
So yeh, that was deep. Deep mushy fried brain.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
I was laying in bed taking a nap after work. We had sent our first foster placement home a week earlier. I was still grieving his loss. My phone was in the kitchen. It was a Restricted Caller ID. Amber saw it and ran to give it to me. It was "K" , a placement worker. Twins. 6 months old. Cuddly. One with a feeding tube. We said yes.
We met Baby I a few hours later. Baby K was admitted at Elliot Hospital. I met K the next day at Elliot. I believe that Linda was the nurse on duty. I am sure she would tell you how terrified I was to hold him. How I wouldn't pick him up on my own. (that scary IV and cannula!). I would be lying if I said it was love at first sight. It was a very tough first month. I almost called it quits a few times. But God had other plans. He wanted us to have these boys.
A year later, it is love at every sight. Even when I don't like the sight - like poop, or low oxygen sats. But I love those boys with all my heart. (And of course Morgann too)