National Adoption Month

(That photo has nothing to do with this post except that we celebrated our 5th anniversary! Hooray!)

November is National Adoption Month. Or National Adoption Awareness Month. (Perhaps I don’t know the Official OFFICIAL name.)

Either way, it seemed like an appropriate time for an update. 

Last Sunday we had our annual adoption picnic at our church, which is always very encouraging. They have tables for each method of adoption (broken down by country for international adoption), including foster care, so it’s pretty life-giving to meet other people doing the same thing as you. It’s also interesting to learn from other people’s experiences and different ways of doing things. 

The director of our adoption/foster care ministry, Marty, said that 2016 is going to be a huge year for adopting from foster care in Tennessee. Our governor has committed to making this a priority and campaigning to make Tennessee the first state to have no more waiting children. It’s an exciting time, and Marty said this is a unique opportunity. He’s been meeting with DCS and the governor’s office and here’s hoping our church (and THE church) will be an integral part of it. I’m proud to be a part of a church that cares so much about adoption and foster care, and helps those trying to make it happen.

 

A few weeks ago one of our first foster kiddos, K, called me out of the blue.

It was pretty amazing. I saw his mom’s name pop up on my caller ID (I’d gotten her number when we were planning on having visits with them) and figured either it was an accidental call or something was happening, so I answered of course.

“You remember me?” was the first thing he said.

I mean have you ever.

I asked him about school, about minecraft, about Halloween…anything I could think of to ask a 9-year-old boy (have you ever tried to talk to a 9-year-old boy on the phone? It’s difficult.), but he was happy to tell me about everything. He liked school, but not as much as his old school. He’d been building treehouses in minecraft. He and D were both going to be Spiderman for Halloween. I told him we were taking good care of Thor, and I asked him if he still had the photos we gave him.

“Always,” he said. (I MEAN YOU GUYS.) He told me that’s where he got my number to call. (We wrote him a note that had our numbers in it.) Sweetest.

I told him we missed him, and his response was, “Really??” 

He quizzed me on how to say “Captain America” in Spanish (he liked to do this to me when he was here). I asked him if he’d learned any more dance moves (he can rock the whip & nae nae). I told him Macy missed him and about our new cat. He told me when he goes back to his mom, he remembers where we live and how to get to our house from there (he pointed out his house once when we drove by).

After about 15 minutes I ran out of ideas of what to ask him about, but I told him to call us any time and if he called later in the day, Craig would be home from school and would love to talk to him.

About a week later I got a text from his foster mom who said that they got to finally go back to their mom/grandparents. Praise God! They are sweet people and I think the situation was just kind of a strange fluke (I’m no expert though). I’m glad to know they are home, and hopefully we will get to hear from them again soon!

We’ve been “on hold” for a couple of months while Craig furiously tries to finish grad school, but we’re kind of in a wait-and-see right now. We’ve only gotten a couple of calls recently and they haven’t been ones we could take anyway. Praying for a longer placement next time, or maybe even kiddos who will end up being ours. Either way we are kind of anxious to get kids again even though it’s pure insanity for the first week or so. Hopefully we will get past that first week this time.

That’s about all I have to update you with. Pray for foster kids and foster families. Pray for kids who are waiting. Pray for adopted kids having rough transitions and their families who are coping. 

By the way, if you’re interested in fostering let me know! I’d be happy to connect you with any resources we’ve come across and/or share more about our experience with you. We've been lucky to meet some other great foster families along the way and they've all been more than willing to help in any way possible. Community is key in this weirdo journey we're on.

P.S. To get into the spirit of things (apparently) we have adopted a new furry family member, because we are suckers. Her name is Clara and she is a hot mess. It's possible we could be trying to fill a void. Don't worry about it.