It's official! Once again, we're foster parents!
Last Friday we got a call about a baby who was in the NICU and was in need of a foster family. At the time he was on oxygen and was born with cataracts in his eyes, this means he will need surgery in the very near future to avoid becoming blind.
Luckily, Tanner was home that morning working on his computer before going to work (something that is very rare around here). I told the worker I'd speak with my husband and call her back shortly. We were shocked that we were called to take a two week old baby! We are willing to accept siblings and older children (sometimes that's rare in foster care) so we thought we'd always be saved for older children. In fact, most people who only accept infants wait 7 months to a year to get a phone call for an infant. (We've been licensed a year exactly.) So we were, needless to say, surprised and excited and decided we'd take in baby boy!
Then came the agonizing wait until court and the approval to go see him in the hospital. Finally, on Wednesday We were approved to visit. I was so excited and anxious to hold and cuddle him! It was the longest 45 minute drive of my life! When we finally got there and we're lead back to his tiny crib in the bustling, noisy NICU, I saw tiny little frame wrapped up tight as a bug in a rug with his dark brown hair sprouting out in every which way. We instantly went to pick him up and to our delight, he was oxygen free! We had been told he'd come home on oxygen until he could breath easily on his own so this was a pleasant surprise! (Never under estimate the power of prayer and fasting, he'd been our focus all weekend) The nurse told us he had been doing great without the oxygen since the previous night and if he continued to do well, he'd be released the following day.
We sat with him holding and loving on him for the better part of the day. Every nurse, doctor and aid that passed by was so excited to see him being loved and cared for! They wished us the best and told us he was the sweetest baby around. (They're right, we still haven't heard him cry!)
The next day, we went in and were able to check him out and bring him home! Tate and Emerson love him! They take turns holding and feeding him and keep saying "oh mom! Baby Cute!" He's a special little fella!
As far as the case goes, it looks likely that he'll be adoptable, but we've heard that before. . . We are of course hopeful he'll be here forever but we are choosing to focus on enjoying the day to day for now. He deserves our whole hearts and let me tell you, he has them!
PS he's like Tate's mini me only a little darker! ;) he's SO CUTE!!!