A response...

Hello All,

I just want to respond to some comments I have been getting...the first is, "I don't know how you do it..."

I want to say, I don't do it alone. I have an amazing support group that picks me up when I'm down, feeds us when we are hungry, supports us when I am weak, and are my dearest friends! Thank you to my support group for providing your time, prayers, meals, and love. I couldn't do it without you. I also have the most amazing respite provider on the planet! Letty is here with us three days a week and she is just a ball of loving energy who takes over the house, lends a hand, an ear, anything I need and even tells me when to go to bed or take a bath. I couldn't do it without her! I have my church, who continues to strengthen me and currently recruited over twenty volunteers to come and rock Milo so I could spend time with the other kids. My best friend, Rachele, who reminds me of everything I'm forgetting, picks up anything I need, comes over at a drop of a dime, and is always there for me and my kiddo's. Then of course, my husband, who is the most hands on, fun dad I have ever seen and comes home from work and tries to pamper me and meet my needs, never worrying about his. And, most of all, I have the strength that none of us can possibly understand and that is God's strength. I feel His love, courage, passion, and I know I'm doing exactly what I'm suppose to be doing.

I've also been getting a lot of "I could never do that..." My support group can tell you, neither can I! It wasn't more than a month ago I couldn't get out of bed over missing my last foster placement. It hurts, it hurts more than anything. And caring, loving, and nuturing a sick baby as if he is your own is the same way. I'm dreading the incredible pain I am going to experience. Milo slept on my chest all morning, I smelled his little baby smell and felt his little sighs. I love him as much as anyone could and can and I can't do this any easier than anyone else. I'm choosing not to use that as an excuse to not help. Does that make sense? However, I haven't lost foster children, but rather gained "extended" family and made great friends.

With that said, I have to share how absolutely honored I am that the parents, the State, and God put enough trust in me...little ol' me!...to care for children that need the best of the best of care. What did I do to deserve this honor? What makes me so special that I get to love these amazing, beautiful children? Why am I so lucky? I get to see miracles on a daily basis...can anyone comprehend that? Real miracles, every day!!! How can I not be thankful? I want to pinch myself, I'm just in awe...

I can not do this alone, it is taking the whole community. Why is everyone helping me? Loving me? What makes me worthy? The whole thing just blows my mind! I couldn't last a minute without all the support of each and every one of you reading this. So from the bottom of my heart, thank you, thank you, thank you! You are my heroes, you are making my dreams of helping children come true!