Eleven year ago I found out I was expecting, and while surprised, this baby was a welcome blessing. I took every measure as an expectant mom to make sure he was given the best environment to grow and develop in.
At the same time I was finding out this news, unbeknownst to me, another baby boy had just been born. However, this baby boy was the fourth child born cocaine and alcohol exposed to a mother who had no intention of parenting him. He had no warm welcome into this world. He had no stable environment and no one to attach to. Continue reading “A Tale of Two Sons”
This idea of becoming foster parents began to take root in our hearts. We did all the necessary things. We took our classes, prepared or home study, prepared our home, did our best to prepare our kids. Then our life got totally re-routed. Continue reading “My Story Part 3”