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In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not a perfect foster and adoptive parent. Prove it, you say? You need an example? Clearly you’re new around here. Perhaps my one-day ‘baby-wearing’ attempt will shed some light.
What is baby-wearing? It’s THE marker of perfect parenting in the walking city of New York. Baby-wearing is also a euphemism for tying a baby to your chest and pretending like he LOVES it, you LOVE it and it’s bringing you both to new heights of mother-child intimacy. The bigger and heavier your baby is, the more perfect you are!
I’m sure you can tell from the photo above that Julian, my foster son and I were in baby bonding bliss on this 97 degree day. Uhmm, not at all. We were miserable. The neck was too lose. He didn’t like having his legs confined and the sweat, Oh the sweat. We were soaked. I tried at least.
Fortunately I didn’t wait around the rest of my life to become perfect in order to spend some time parenting this little guy. We had our rough patches (bottles every two hours on the dot, yes sir!) but I like to think that I was his perfect parent. There are thousands of children in foster care who would be happy to be part of your family. Check them out at http://www.AdoptUSKids.org. No, seriously, go to http://www.AdoptUSKids.org right now and don’t plan on getting any work done for the rest of the day. People just like you and I have visited the website and now over 21,000 kids have been adopted -there are more than 31,000 kids waiting still. I have to confess, I looked at the photolists for quite a few years before taking the plunge. Now I wonder, why did I wait so long?
What’s taking YOU so long?
(and needless to say, reblog and retweet away!)
— I love this girl.
Diane Ravitch on The Daily Show.
Ravitch is the queen. If only the government would listen…
We would also address poverty directly. We would increase the minimum wage and make post-secondary education cheap or free, and we’d improve improve unemployment benefits and offer free job-training to the unemployed.
Poverty is one of the few social ills where throwing money at the problem really does seem to work.
These are not radical, liberal ideas. In fact, in Europe most of them are associated with the more conservative parties, and many of them were associated with the American Republican party in the 80s. But the United States’s political climate is so different from anywhere else in the industrialized world that I fear we will just continue to get farther behind in education (and in % of people living in poverty) until we decide to make some big domestic investments.
They had hot cocoa for the first time today. They were overjoyed.
That makes this officially our longest placement ever, though the last time they were with us, it was about 5 3/4 months. They’re the two most wonderful beings in the world, and I hate how difficult their lives have already been.
I keep thinking about the end of that last placement. It was this time of year, 2011, and they both had colds. He woke up one night upset, and I sat there for ages with him in my lap, his cheek on my shoulder. They were two years old.
The judge sent them back.
I can’t tell you what a mix of joy and anger and fear I felt when they came home to us. And now, here we are again, planning for a court date and Christmas simultaneously.
Ah, the fosterlife.
— Her, explaining why she hit the plastic ball off the tee with her head instead of her bat.
— Her reply, when I asked them to share the Hulk gloves.
How do we do this foster care thing? How do we keep going?
"Oh, good. Teach the pastor’s kids to appease the gods with a rain dance."
"Chazley loves hummingbirds. She goes outside and feeds the hummingbirds. She stays inside and watches the hummingbirds."
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