While I was in the middle of a conference at work, I heard my phone ring. I had accidentally forgotten to
put it on silent. When I was able to I saw that it was the agency. I excused myself and listened to the message. While I was putting my phone back in my bag, my boss came in with a message for me.
On the paper was written the phone number and time of call and the agency name. I did not appreciate
the agency calling my work number. I have worked so hard on detaching even the slightest bits of my
personal life from my place of employment, and now this.
When I returned the call, the case finder seemed rushed and introduced herself. I asked her to please
never call my work place again and explained the very public nature of my job and that I did not
wish for those boundaries to be crossed. She understood. Then she asked me if I was interested in a two
and a half female child. I asked about the child and she told me that this child has been with the
agency for a while, and that her foster home had been "closed" due to a recent court ruling. The details
of the case she offered sounded familiar to me. I asked her if they had called me before about this
child and I asked if it involved accusations on behalf of the bio parents. She seemed surprised that I
knew that much. I said, "they had called me about this child in early January and I had to decline
based on my job and other concerns." She apologized and said she did not understand why
I was on the list to call and that they had actually been waiting to hear from me before calling anyone else.
I was left declining placement for this child a second time. I hope and pray that she ends up in a warm,
nurturing, loving home with those that will provide the care and love she so deserves.
Musings of a single-mama, foster parent, lover of God, nature, children, babies, natural-living, art, music, freedom, the earth, sun, moon & stars
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Going on Three Months
Well, there have been no more calls after that first one that happened when I had the stomach flu.
I purchased a cute, affordable brand-new crib and crib mattress yesterday.
And later, a mid-century modern vintage dollhouse including furniture to add to
our expanding collection.
Actually, I called my homefinder several times and she told me to "hang in there." She informed me that we are certified for a very narrow age/gender range (her urging, btw) and that it may take a while to get another call.
I let her know that after telling me I'd get "100 calls that first week," I was a bit let down. She swung by our place Friday after work on her way home. I submitted some more paper work and we talked. She me that there was a 1 1/2 year old girl who needed a placement last week, but because we didn't have a crib,
she did not call.
Sooooo, I responded, "If I get a crib, can I certify for younger children, now?" She told me "Yes," but
expressed concern about babies being up all night and the needs of my job and maintaining my
daughter's schedule. I get it, I really do. No one wants a single-mama getting stressed out and
then not being able to properly provide for the children.
Unfortunately, because I am human and do have sleep needs and work a job that requires that I am well-rested, including needing energy for when I get home...and to keep healthy...no, an infant would not be a good fit. I think a toddler would be.
As she left, once again she repeated..."When the time is right, the right child will come."
Yes, I believe this. I do. But I need to remind myself of this as I grow impatient.
All good things in good time.
All good things in God's time.
I purchased a cute, affordable brand-new crib and crib mattress yesterday.
And later, a mid-century modern vintage dollhouse including furniture to add to
our expanding collection.
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