We're Expecting...Less Paper Cuts

I haven’t talked too much about what Jason and I have been going through the last two years, not because I don’t want to share it, just because it has been mentally exhausting. The truth is, there have been days I have wanted to quit, I have second guessed every decision we have made, and I have cried. We have filled out paperwork that we thought would never end (seriously, a ream of paper!), taken 100’s of hours of parenting / CPR / First Aid / Trauma… classes, only to wonder if we will get to put our new-found skills to use. Our backgrounds have been cleared, and our house has been “childproofed”, and our lives have been picked through with a fine-tooth comb. (Big Sigh), I guess this is what we signed up for. But today, we finally see light at the end of the tunnel.  We are officially licensed foster parents! And yes, it is to become foster parents to a human (more than one person has asked me that).

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I have the best support system in the world. I don’t remember much about the day I was diagnosed with MRKH, but I remember my doctor telling me it wasn’t going to be the end of the world. He told me that maybe I was born this way to help a child in a different way. I took that to heart. I always knew this was going to be my journey, and I am lucky enough to have found my partner and best friend who wants to do it with me. We have eight supportive parents who are excited for us, and we have a crazy amount of family and friends who can’t wait to laugh (and probably cry) with us.

In our ideal world, we would like to eventually adopt this child. But this is no longer about us. We want to do what’s best for this child, and if that means they are with us for a month, then we will do our best to make sure it is the best month of their life.  If that means they are with us for two years, our hope is that we have given them

some skills to kick ass at life. But ultimately, this is their journey, they will share what they want and with who they want, when they are ready. This is not our story to share with others.

The one thing we know is that we don’t know anything. We don’t know when we will get the call, we don’t know how old the child will be, the gender, race, or how long they will be with us. We are excited, nervous, scared…we have all the emotions, but are looking forward to this next chapter…whatever craziness it may bring us.