Turned Down a Respite, Kicking Ourselves

msditz00

The day before the May 1st court date, we got a call from DCF to take a little 5 year old from Fri-Mon.  Since I didn't predict the court date was going to go well, and my older son was heading to Disney with my parents for the weekend, I was kind of looking forward to a few days with just one kid (my younger son just turned 1).  I just needed some quiet!  So I was bummed, but my husband and I agreed it just wasn't a good time to take a respite child.

At our quarterly home visit the next week, we found out it was a little girl our social worker was pushing for us to get as an adoption placement (they had another family in mind, but he wanted us to do respite  for her and meet her in case that family fell through). 

But, after hearing why she hadn't been adopted yet (overbearing grandparents scared away the first family), I think it may have been a blessing in disguise that we said no.

CaptainSerious

I'm sorry that you are hurting and have an emptiness in your heart.  Keep on this path, nurture yourselves when necessary, and you WILL end up with the child(ren) that is/are meant for your family.  I know that sounds trite now, but I believe it with all my heart.

msditz00

CaptainSerious:

I'm sorry that you are hurting and have an emptiness in your heart.  Keep on this path, nurture yourselves when necessary, and you WILL end up with the child(ren) that is/are meant for your family.  I know that sounds trite now, but I believe it with all my heart.

 

We keep telling ourselves this. Especially since our hearts are saying we are meant to help siblings stay together, and this was just one child. 

We have been getting to the "final selection" part of the process though, so at least we know that we haven't been forgotten.  Our social worker says he has been getting a lot of emails with our names included as potential adopters, so we just have to cross our fingers we end up at the top of the list one of these times.

 I'm not sure if any of you remember, but we had a helluva time getting licensed.  It took a year and a half because nobody would return our calls, but we were persistent.  I ran into someone from my PRIDE class, and she said her and 2 other people gave up because they never heard from DCF again after the classes, despite numerous tries to contact the social workers.  I was assuming it was just us, but now I am thinking the social workers who were originally assigned to all of us just really weren't too great at their jobs.  I'm so glad we got assigned to a new case worker after we complained!