Foster Care is a HUGE gray area...at least for me. You see, I have come up with my retirement plan and it is sounding pretty good. I am going to go to Guatemala and hold babies that aren't mine, who don't have mommies to hold them, until I die.
No adoptions, no gray area, I just hold who needs to be held. I will cuddle them, feed them, kiss them and act like I am their mommy for every minute they are in my arms, and then I will set them down and move on to the next one. I won't wonder if they are going to be mine forever because I will know that they won't be.
I wanted to adopt. I never would have started fostering if I didn't think we were going to adopt. Now, I am wondering if we are "just" foster parents. I didn't want to be "just" a foster parent. Now, it seems to be what is fitting. Yet another twist that was not part of my plan.
"Just" a foster parent.
It kinda makes me want to run away and "just" be a lady that holds babies in another country.
And then again, it kinda feels right.