So, I’m so insanely behind in my blog challenge that it’s just unforgivable! My life has been a bit crazy– summer time is always the busiest time of year for kids’ pastors. And then there’s Christmastime. And Easter. Well, let’s just say it’s been crazy! Last week I led a Musical Theatre Camp for kids–it was fun, and crazy, and our performance was a comedy of errors.
Just imagine one of our stars stopping in the middle of the performance and screaming “There’s a GIANT spider on the stage!” while her fellow actor scornfully says, “I hardly think this is the time to discuss spiders.” And then there was the time all of the actors forgot what they were supposed to do and stared at me in confusion as I mouthed “Exit.” Only they didn’t exit, they just stared at me. And my mouthing became a whisper, became a stage whisper, became a full voice, became practically a yell as the entire audience laughed and the kids just stood and stared. Or then there was the actor who missed her cue to bring out a tray of appetizers, so we went on with the scene. Only, two scenes later she decides now is the time for appetizers. And I shoo her offstage. Then she tries again in her next scene. And her next. Until finally she yells at me (from onstage) “But they told me to.” Ahh . . . such awesome memories.
Anyway, if I’m picking up where I left off in the blog challenge I’m supposed to write about the best thing that happened to me this year. I’m not really sure I could point out one thing that has happened so far. So instead, I’m going to cheat and go with the best thing I’m hoping to happen to me by the end of 2013. I’m hoping to get my foster license, and maybe even my first kiddo. And I’m on the road! Last night was my first foster class.
It was an interesting experience. Our room was jam-packed, and we looked like a diversity in foster parenting ad. Mostly there were young to middle-aged white couples. But there was also a black couple, a gay couple, a lesbian couple, a single parent black mom, an older newlywed man whose wife is already certified, and me–the single white girl with no kids. I’ve heard from many others that only about half the class will make it to the end–the rest will drop out along the way. I’m trying to guess who will bow out before the end comes–does that make me sadistic?
Anyway, one of the things that I didn’t expect was just how many of these couples are looking at fostering as the road to adopt children. I think every couple in the room was seeing this as a way to “expand their family.” And of the seven straight couples, four of them were led to fostering because of infertility. Some of them still carried a lot of deep pain when talking about not being able to have a child. And although I can appreciate how much pain that would cause, I also wonder if they are ready for what fostering really means. I wonder if some of these couples have chosen foster-to-adopt because it’s a lot less expensive than private and international adoptions. Now, I firmly believe more people should be fostering and that it is a fantastic thing to do. But I wonder if parents who are still grieving their own inability to have a child are prepared for the challenges of fostering–not least of which is operating in a world where Plan A is always to return the child to their birth family.
What do you think, internet world? Has anyone been in this situation before?