Fostering The Love In Kansas

August 31, 2015 12:25 PM And with that...I am the foster mom to a 5-year-old boy. I received a call from admissions, asking if I would be willing to take in a 5-year-old boy that had been removed from his home the previous Friday.  His two other siblings were placed with a family, but not him. He spent the weekend in the foster service office.  There is little known about him so I am going in blind. 5:14 PM S is here and he is going wild with letters. This is going to be a wild ride. Little Man really likes the letters and had to find a box to put them in and then proceed to carry them with him.  This begins his obsession to carry things with him at all times.  But he's so smart and knows all his letters, numbers, and colors.  He is TINY. All the clothes I have will not fit him for another 5 years, it seems. He is in diapers, but I knew that going in.  He doesn't talk well and he freaked out when I tried to take him to the bathtub becaus

I know I never thought about having kids when I was growing up.  In my mind, I was just trying to survive pre-teens, teens and early 20's.  When I met my husband in 1998, it became clear to me that I wanted a family.  Preferably 6 boys that would come home every Christmas with their families and we would have such huge meals and inside jokes and just love.... In 2003, I ended the infertility treatments.  In 2005, I had my tubes tied so that the mental anguish of missing even a day/minute/second of my period that ultimately came would subside.  In that same year, I told myself and my heart, that I didn't want kids anyway. In 2007, my marriage ended and so begun my single life.  I was living it up and having a blast but still found that I was so empty. In 2012, I changed everything. I quit a very high paying job, moved over an hour away, I started going to school full-time.  All of these things were never something I wanted or needed.  But I did them and am in a better plac