I am not done having babies, apparently.
Last week I rang our agency to chat with my support worker and who should answer the phone? None other than the placement lady. It feels like forever since we spoke.
I mentioned that the purpose of my call was to chat about maybe a baby in about a months time and what do you know, she has a baby girl needing placement within the next 2 weeks.
In a strange turn of events it has been me putting up the reasons why we should say no to this placement and it’s been MM talking me into it. So much for him being my voice of reason.
Bonnie and Tyla are excited. I’m enjoying preparing for our newest addition and MM keeps adding more girls to his family. That poor man! We really need to foster a little boy, just so there is another boy in the house. Even our new dog is a girl!
So, tomorrow, little Camryn will be joining our little family for an undetermied amount of time.
If anyone had told me a few years ago when i started on this journey that I would find myself with 3 children, I would have laughed at them.
If anyone had said I would have 3 under 4 years of age, I would have laughed so hard I would have done that snorty laugh.
In a weird way, I thank that gynecologist for telling me to find a new dream because I would never have planned to have 3 children, much less so close together in age, but, this is our crazy life and I wouldn’t have it any other way.