This is a throwback to when we were foster parents. Exactly four years ago, we were asked by our foster care coordinator if we could take a newborn baby home from the hospital. Of course we said yes! We can still remember walking into the hospital unit and explaining why we were there. We had to talk to a social worker. We had to wait a few minutes while they made sure all the paperwork was sorted out. We had to wait some more. We sat in an empty hospital room, just waiting. Our other experiences being placed with foster kids were different because someone always brought them to our house. Now we were just waiting and wondering.
Then we saw him. The sweetest, tiniest little man.
He stole our hearts the minute we met him. We were his parents for the first two months of his life.
After those first two months, he went to live with his grandparents who adopted him, and we know that’s how it was supposed to work out. Even though we weren’t meant to be his forever family, I know we were supposed to be in each other’s lives. Lucky for us his parents have made it very easy and fun to stay in touch.
Happy Birthday to our sweet little Chance!