As we were finishing the Bible study that meets in our home tonight, I got a phone call from our agency. I had spoken with them this morning about keeping someone's twin 2-year-olds over spring break, so I ignored it, thinking that I would call back once everyone had left. Then, my husband's phone rang (as usual). Then, my phone rang again, then my husband got a text message. Then I got a text message. We were getting the idea that this was about more than respite care for spring break.
The original information we received was that there was a 6-month-old African American girl in need of a foster family. We talked about it and decided we would do it! We were told we wouldn't pick her up until tomorrow afternoon and that this would probably be at least a 3-6 month placement.
A few minutes later, we got another phone call that this baby was actually only 6 WEEKS old. My husband and I skyped with his sister, and we spoke with both of our moms to get a handle on items we should gather before tomorrow afternoon, so now we are on the hunt for a frame stroller, an infant car seat, a play mat with hanging toys, a bouncy seat, an infant sling or carrier, sleep sacks/swaddlers, burp cloths, and pacifiers.
Here we go again!
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