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myForeverkids3
Feeding a preemie is exhasting. Mine would sputter, choke, turn pale and scare me half to death.
Yup, that was about how it went, add to that though one had the most ridiculous case of reflux I'd ever seen in an infant (seriously, shoot across the room amounts of formula I didn't even think I'd given her...then had to start fillin her up again...).
I felt so lucky though, my county offered me a plethora of phenomenal services for them, many of which were willing to come into my home so I didn't have to take everyone out all the time. Public health nurse saved me from having to bring them in for weekly weight checks and WIC requirements, I had an RN come in to do their monthly RSV shots, early childhood interventionists and then OT therapists to help with their lack of muscle tone, it was great.
I lost about 20 lbs and had the most fabulous looking sculpted arms and upper body by the time they left though from carrying their two carseats and several diaper bags with me when we had to go to biweekly visitations, grocery shopping etc. It was an unexpected but excellent perk for all the physical effort involved :eyebrows:
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I'm loving the twin stories as well--actually, all the stories are great!
I have bio twins, so a twin placement would be totally amazing for me...a chance to do it all over again! Although my husband would think I was :arrow:
Our first placement was a few months after we were licensed. It was about 10pm at night and it was a 2 year old boy. The parents were from out of town and had been arrested with drugs. He came in just an undershirt and a diaper, we didn't even find out his actual name with the correct spelling for a few days after we got him. He stayed for a few weeks with us, just until the parents bailed out of jail finally. He was a cutie though.
My first placement is my forever daughter. I will try to do this without crying. It still gets me emotional. I was licensed in November '07. I started getting calls about a week later for children. I kept saying "YES" but every time my agency called back, the child or children had been placed with another family.
During most of '07, my best friend's Dad was very ill. We spent a lot of time that year at the hospital with him. I know he heard us talk many times about my foster training and the calls I was receiving about children. Unfortunately, the day after Christmas he passed away.
A few weeks later I got a call about a little baby in the hospital. Once again, I said "YES" expecting the agency to call back and tell me this little girl was placed with another family. Instead they called me back and wanted to know when I could get to the hospital.
When I met my daughter, I found out she was born Christmas night. I know in my heart that when my best friend's Father passed away, he went straight to God and asked Him to send me this little "Angel".
I got a call for a newborn little girl. They had no real info on her. The next day I picked up a beautiful 3 day old baby girl. While at the hospital the nurse took me to a room (these are her words) so I could bond with my child. When she brought her into the room where I was waiting she said mommy say hello to your little girl. It shocked me.... We are now getting ready to finalize her adoption. She is now 2.:cheer:
That day was truely the BEST DAY OF MY LIFE
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We were licensed mid January 2009 and had a bunch of calls that were just completely out of our league, so I turned them down and was starting to settle in for the long haul.
I was at a daylong meeting and started getting sick and dizzy, so I left, walked back to my office and quickly checked my email before leaving. There was a message from one of the great NJ forum members, telling me she'd had a call about a 2 year old boy, couldn't take him, but thought that I might be interested. She sent me the number to call.
I called and surprised the placement coordinator - she didn't know how I found out, and didn't care - she wanted to place the kid! Only once I said yes did I find out that FS was across the street from my office. I ran across the street and met him. He was so serene. My husband walked down to meet us. We had to borrow a car seat from DYFS.
It was honestly easier than checking a book out of the library. They didn't have any of the placement papers ready, so they had me write my name and # on a piece of paper, so they could keep track of where the child was going. I literally left with a kid & no documents. A few days later they called to correct some basics: last name, race. I wound up holding the car seat hostage until they provided medicaid & placement documents. :arrow:
He's been with us 6 months, and we just adore him. He has come so very far, thanks to Early Intervention and his very inquisitive temperament. Mom's not doing so well with her plan, so he may stay for a long, long time. We'll see.
I am LOVING hearing all of these first time stories! We got our first call about 2 weeks after our paperwork was in starting on christmas eve through new years eve. THey asked us to do respite for two boys 3yrs and 18 months. We agreed but they wound up placing them somewhere else because of a caseworker misunderstanding my holiday plans. A week later we got a call saying that the previous foster parents were not going to pick the boys up from respite and they would only be in care another month, would we take them. We again said yes and they came to us on New years eve. THey didn't go home a month later and in March, the case took a turn for the worse and the boys are still here. In May we got their 2 month old brother. All three boys are still here but the parents seem to be back on track and we have been told they will likely be going home within 6 months or so. But we have heard that before! Only time will tell. I just pray to god every day that where ever they end up they are happy, healthy, and safe.
Our first placement was 2 brothers ages 2 & 8 and we fell in love.the parents got violent we asked to remove the children.Do I regret that? Yes.they are back with parents now, after here 6 months and the next home 6 months.
We've had 12 more since then and none have came close to how we felt with the first 2.I truly felt they were meant to be here, forever.