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My first fc was a 4 mo girl with what cps thought was chicken pox. Lo and behold it was actually impetigo and scabies. She looked so pathetic when I picked her up. I remember going to the store to get her some diapers and calling my mom and telling her that 'we' would be a few minutes late (I had been invited to dinner) as 'we' had to get diapers. I swore her to secrecy until I could get to their house. What an uproar!!! A good kind of uproar though. My family couldn't believe that I had a baby. I took the next day off of work to interview sitters and then had the weekend until I had to go back to work.
'Bug' was with me for exactly 2 months before being placed in her adoptive home. That was a Sunday and I cried and cried. I had Bible study that night and sat curled up into a ball and having my entire study group pray for me.
Since then I have had over 100 kiddos come and all but 3 of them have left (the ones I am currently fostering).