So, yesterday my girl turned five and a half. How did that happen? I know it is such a cliche, but in retrospect, it really does seem like it's gone by fast. I love watching her grow, and become more mature and independent. I love how much she loves school. It is so awesome watching her turn into this amazing person. However, I have to say, I love the baby stage, and kind of miss it..l always thought I'd adopt again by the time E was 4 or 5, but as I've mentioned before, that is most likely not going to happen...Actually, what I'd really love to do is stay home and be a foster mom to a baby or toddler. However, since I kind of need to work to pay rent and feed us, I guess right now, that's not an option either...I've really come to a place where I'm
obsessed with passionate about foster care and adoption and I feel like I want to become more involved with it, at both a professional level, and a personal level. I like my current job (Substance Abuse Counselor), but I would really like to work with children and families around Foster Care and Adoption. One of my goals for 2013 is to make that happen.
The other day, E said to me, "I wish God would put a baby brother into your belly." Then, a few minutes later she said, "Actually, I don't wish that. We don't have room for a crib here." (Actually, we do. It's not like a certain person uses her bedroom to sleep in, anyway...ahem...)