Nesting

We got our foster license on June 29th and met our boy on July 29th. It was a long month of waiting for me. I had been nesting for months, and had been getting calls about kids for weeks, but none of those kids ended up needing us. In the mean time I worked hard to slow and be in the moment with my big boys, because I knew that our lives were about to be turned upside down. My sweet December baby decided to have a half birthday party at the beach. My biggest boy and I were headed to Cub Scout camp for the very first time. It was good for all of us. Then our very last night at cub camp I got a phone call. It's was the first call to come through that week, and it was to ask if I'd be willing to take a new born baby boy for a month. They wouldn't discharge him from the NICU until the next day because I needed six or seven hours with the nurses to learn how to take care of him. I barely slept that night, I showered at home in the morning and then left to meet the boy who would change my heart forever.