Just as I was getting back in the swing of regular blogging again, I got quite a surprise – this afternoon we got called and asked to take an additional foster placement – a 2 day old newborn. As I write this, I have a tiny, sweet little person asleep in my arms (it turns out that like riding a bicycle, you never forget how to type and hold a baby). And yes, Z. is yet another boy! I shoulda known – just when someone gave me a buttload of girl baby clothes and Barbies .
So, umm, if I don’t post much in the next few days it is because I’m sleep deprived, drunk on new baby scent and trying to remember what the heck you do with one of these. It has, after all, been a while.
And yes, if you are keeping count, that’s seven boys. The original four, Eli (12), Simon (10), Isaiah (8) and Asher (6) along with our two foster sons K. (8) and C. (7). And now, of course, we’ve got Z, who is just begun. Fun times here!