On Being a Mother

I love being a Mom. Yes, there are days,

but generally speaking being a Mom is

a career choice that has been

both fulfilling and rewarding.

Foster parenting is not something that I ever wanted

to do. Yet when our county's foster care

department asked us to take back the

two little boys who had been in our care,

neither of us could say no.

So, for the past month in a half, I have

enjoyed being a Mom to two little boys

that I love as much as I love my own children.

I have enjoyed remembering past times together

as well as making new memories with them.

I have thought about my Mom a lot. How much

she loved the boys. What she would think

and say about their return into our family.

I have talked to God a lot. Searched for His

will in all of this.

My Mother's illness and death taught me a lot

about waiting on God. It taught me a lot about trusting in God

even when it seemed impossible.

Today, we learned that the court system has agreed to give P. and

Baby D.'s mother another year to try and get her children

back. I have mixed feelings about that news.

I love the boys mother. I want to see her

succeed. I want her to become the type of

mother that her children deserve.

I also want her to fail. I want to adopt her boys.
It seems like God must have brought them back to us so
that we could adopt them. That makes so much sense to me.
I know that what I think is best isn't always
what God knows is best.
The news from court today wasn't surprising.
These children have been in care for three years.
A judge that has never met them just made it four years.
I know that God loves the boys more than I ever could.
He knew they were coming home to us, and He knows if and
when they will be leaving us.
Meanwhile, I just enjoy each new day that I get to be a Mother.