Year 3!
Happy Anniversary #3. This month as been fully jam packed, so getting to the writing of this blog has not been easy! I do want to take a moment to recognize this past year, however.
Our biggest shift this year has been to move back into the world of active foster care. We were certified by Multnomah County DHS to provide foster care to children newborn to age two. Primarily due to our wee house, we decided to focus on tiny ones.
What an adventure it has been!
Our first call came in October. I was oh so excited to get the call about a three week old little girl who was up at OHSU. I ended up spending four days in the hospital with her and with her mom and dad. Over the course of that time, I ended up learning more about their story and found myself truly cheering for them to be able to make the new start they so desperately wanted. Miss J came home with us for five days and then returned to her mom and dad. Wanna know the most common phrase I hear as a foster parent? "I do not know how you do it." "I could never send them back." I am never sure how to respond to this statement, but man the weekend after baby J left I wondered if I would be able to care for another little one. I was a sad time, but we did feel very strongly that we should stay in touch with her family, so we gave them a way to contact us. A few months later, we were blessed to reconnect with her mom and dad and have been able to provide them respite about once-a-month since then. They have many obstacles as they seek to live a new life for their girl, but they are moving into that. And she is thriving! She is actually spending the night with us tonight. Every time we are blessed to love on her a bit more I am reminded that we never know all of the twists and turns a story will take.


Our second call came in November. Sweet baby M. Her entrance into the world was harrowing to say the least. We were called because DHS was having a difficult time finding family who could sit with her as she went through withdrawal from heroin. So, David, Paige, and I went up to Randall Children's Hospital for almost a week and just held this sweet little one. I was and am convinced that our stepping into baby M's life was more for us than it was for her. It turns out that her name means "Presence of God". She really was our reminder that God is present in the most gory of times. He shows up when everything seems completely broken. As hard as it was to hear her story we were truly thankful for the time we had with her. She ended up being placed with family, so our time was short but oh so precious.

And then Matt came! We received the call the Monday after Thanksgiving. Before M we were primarily welcoming newborn little ones, but I received the call that a 7 month soon to be 8 month old needed a place that day. When you hear that a precious baby is having to spend a day at DHS you can do little else but respond. After running it by David we said yes, and what a ride it has been. This guy has blessed and stretched our wee little family in tremendous ways. It has been truly amazing to see him transition from baby to little boy. He has been with our family for 8 months (as of today in fact), and it just seems natural to have his toddler self wandering along beside us (or zipping along ahead of us as the case may be). The plan continues to be for him to return to live with his mom and dad, and while we are supportive of their being able to fully parent their son, it will be a difficult day. This journey is not easy, and I often try to predict and plan for the unpredictable but I am very thankful for what he has and will bring to our family. And I choose to trust a God who knows the future that lies ahead for all of us.




Paige started 7th grade and turned 14 this year! Amazing. She had such a great year. Navigated middle school without a problem including honor roll. She has been such a help with the littles this year. I have been especially blessed by the empathy she has for the babies who are away from their parents. She often has insights into what they are experiencing far beyond mine. The years go by far too fast for me, but I am oh so delighted by the young lady I see growing up before my very eyes.
This year has stretched us, there are still many, many unanswered questions about the future but even as I write this I am once again reminded that we are not alone. We have a God who loves and guides even during those time of the unknown.
2 Corinthians 4:16-18 (The Message):
So we're not giving up. How could we? Even though on the outside it
often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where
God is making a new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace.
These hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good times,
the lavish celebration prepared for us. There's far more here than meets
the eye. The things we see now are here today, gone tomorrow. But, the
things we can't see now will last forever.
I continue to be thankful for my partner and husband. Sadly, there are days when I let the annoyances of the day overshadow the many things that I have to be thankful for, but over the course of this year I have watched him step up to love over and over again. I know that this life may not look "normal", but I oh so grateful for someone who is willing to step into the weird with me.
Here's to another year!
Love,