As you know, our babies went back to their bio mom last weekend after being with us for 7 weeks. It is hard because it seemed like a premature return given their current situation.
Today, I am washing our babies’ laundry. It’s a painful process- throwing clothes in the washer that they have worn many times. Their clothes. I’m going through their diaper bags- seeing their bottles, shoes, diapers, etc. Mind you, we packed big care packages for them that will last for at least 2 weeks.
As I am doing this, I am reminding myself that we, Sean and I, are called to foster, called to adopt, and we are called to teach (career). Many times, our calling is not easy. It is painful, challenging, and discouraging. However; it is also rewarding. I remember that they were safe with us, fed, and joyful. They were loved and had a routine. They had attention and play. We read together, prayed together, played together, went to church together, the park, and the splash pad. We tuned them up medically and dug in to get the care they needed. We sacrificed and were blessed. They blessed us forever. I’ll always miss them.
Our babies will have folks praying for them for a lifetime. I pray for them every morning. They will always have a home to come back to. 💜
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