I didn’t see that coming. Or perhaps it would be more accurate to say I
didn’t see that coming so soon, considering how I categorized my
feelings about Rose’s reunification in this post:
“The parents have worked
hard and have some challenges ahead. I want things to work out for this family,
but I have some concerns that this child will come back into care.”
The funny thing is that
both my husband and I have recently been thinking that the timing was finally
right to make contact with Rose’s mother again and to set up a time to see Rose. But it turns out that before we even got the
chance to get a hold of her and see how things were going, DCFS ended up
contacting us and informing us of the
latest developments in the case.
Now that Rose is back in
our care I have mixed emotions. Of
course we’re delighted to see her again (as are our family members) but it’s
not a win-win situation, like a private adoption where a birthmother
consciously chooses a family to parent her child and gives them her blessing-
as with our first adoption. In fact, our
daughter’s birthmother thanked US on Placement Day and we were like, “You’ve
got it all backwards- YOU’RE the one to be thanked”!
These circumstances are
obviously different because Rose’s mom has virtually no choice in the matter of
where her child will end up. In addition
to the loss she must be feeling I can’t imagine the guilt she’s dealing with as
well. I know that Rose’s mother must
feel terrible which makes me feel bad for her, too.
When a child is removed
from their family of origin and placed with a foster family- [even when the
foster family and the birthparents have a good relationship, or when the foster
child has lived with the foster family before] there is loss involved which
can’t be ignored.
As for Rose, who is caught in
the middle of everything, she is {Thank
Goodness!} acting as if she hadn’t even left our care in the first place and
has been making herself right at home.
The conflicting emotions inside
of me make me think of players before a game of Church Ball: Each team wants to be a good sport (or at
least makes an attempt to appear somewhat sportsmanlike) so they pray that
“both teams can play their best” or that “nobody will get hurt” but at the same
time what they really desire is that
their own team will win. But praying for
your team to win isn’t exactly something you should pray for, right? Because if you’re praying for your team to
win, then by default, you are praying that the other team will lose which is
certainly not sportsmanlike not to mention a very un-Christian thing to do
either.
As counterproductive as it is
to make foster care a “competition” between bio parents and the foster family [Refer
to LESSON #9 from this post] doing so is almost inevitable when the first thing that
people ask us when they learn that Rose is back in our care is “So, will you be
able to adopt her now?” or “How many
more chances are her parents going to get?”.
As for the answer of the second
question, I often wonder the same thing.
6 comments:
This is my fear also. I am praying for my foster children's parents to get better...I know they have made some bad choices but I truly want them to succeed as a family. I try to put myself in their mother's shoes...if I had an illness (which I believe addiction is) wouldn't I want help and wouldn't I want someone to love my children while I got better. It is my strongest desire that the kids parents get better and they get to go home.
But that little part of my brain where the "what if's live" tickles just a bit. We are still early on in our care-giving for these little ones...so only time will tell.
Give that little sweetie and hug and I'll be praying for you.
Glad she landed back with you.
I am glad for the time your family gets to be with Rose. I hope the house feels more normal now.
Despite the horrible situation, I'm glad you get to be the constant and consistent person for Rose. I hope things go well for everyone involved, whatever that might look like.
I totally get the conflicting game of church ball. Loved your picture. I would have loved to pray to keep the boys, but I am glad that I did not as I see the family healing....
I just pray it lasts forever.
I liked your sportmanship analogy. It is a tough position to be in.
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