About two months ago I learned
from Jack and Jill’s caseworker that their mother was pregnant- seven months
pregnant, to be exact- with a baby boy.
It wasn’t so much the fact that she was pregnant which surprised me but
the fact that she was so far along in her pregnancy without admitting
anything. Evidently she was afraid of
DCFS finding out about her pregnancy because she didn’t want another child
taken away.
The reason the caseworker shared
the news of Jack and Jill’s mother’s pregnancy with me is the possibility of
the new baby potentially being placed with our family after he was born, [if
needs be] in order to follow the policy of keeping siblings in foster care
together. However, as I mentioned in this post, a relative of their
mom’s came forward a few months ago and decided she wanted not only the new
baby placed into her care if he came into custody, but Jack and Jill as
well.
Fortunately, the children’s GAL
and DCFS both felt it was not in the children’s best interest to be removed
from their foster home where they’ve been safe and loved for over a year now
and be sent to live with strangers (even if the strangers are in fact related
to the children by blood) especially given the fact that the relatives failed
to come forward within 120 days of the children first coming into state custody.
I must admit that over the past
couple of months upon hearing that Jack and Jill’s mother was pregnant and
knowing that our family would be given preference over placement of her baby if
he needed to come into care since his siblings are in our home, I was filled with mixed emotions. Although there was some excitement about the prospect of having a new baby in our home, the more practical side of me felt deeply
conflicted and I would come up with reasons to justify our decision to turn
away this particular baby boy from our home [Haven’t
we already gone through enough drama with Jack and Jill’s case alone? Three children under three will be a lot of
work! Can’t someone else take a turn
fostering?]
But the greatest concern my husband and I shared is the fact alone that if Jack and Jill’s baby brother were to enter our care as a new foster placement his case would be A TOTALLY NEW AND SEPARATE CASE from his siblings [which means we have to start the whole Reunification Process over again including weekly visits with his mom, team and family meetings, caseworkers following up and visiting our home, upcoming court hearings, etc. not to mention numerous doctor’s appointments and evaluations that come with a newborn in state custody]. It seemed a bit overwhelming and emotionally exhausting.
But the greatest concern my husband and I shared is the fact alone that if Jack and Jill’s baby brother were to enter our care as a new foster placement his case would be A TOTALLY NEW AND SEPARATE CASE from his siblings [which means we have to start the whole Reunification Process over again including weekly visits with his mom, team and family meetings, caseworkers following up and visiting our home, upcoming court hearings, etc. not to mention numerous doctor’s appointments and evaluations that come with a newborn in state custody]. It seemed a bit overwhelming and emotionally exhausting.
However, despite all of my justifications and excuses, the words to the chorus of a
Christmas song (since Christmastime was approaching) about an innkeeper in
Bethlehem who regretted turning away Joseph, Mary, and Baby Jesus kept
literally echoing in my mind: “Let Him in. Let Him in.”
“And whether it be in
your world today
Or a crowded
Bethlehem Inn,
Find a Way, Make Him room, Let Him In.”
I know some people must think
we’re crazy to have even considered taking Jack and Jill’s newborn baby brother
when Jack and Jill are still pretty much babies themselves- but how can I claim
to be a follower of Jesus Christ and to do it “unto one of the least of these”
(Matthew 25:40) only when it’s
convenient or according to my own plans and timetable? It would be hypocritical of me. I’m
a sheep- not a goat. Love and
discipleship require sacrifice.
Incidentally, we recently (as in
a few months ago- as if Christmastime isn’t busy enough already!) had our home
inspected to renew our foster care license for another year. This time we were able to be licensed to
provide foster care for three children
instead of just two due to the fact that the licensing rule was changed this
past year to allow more than one foster child to stay in a room of at least 100
square feet- versus 120 square feet previously- which makes it possible in the
first place for us to qualify by the state’s standards.
Some might think, “What’s the harm in splitting up siblings if one is a baby whom the other siblings haven’t
even met yet or would never even know existed?” I can see the point- because I admit I’ve
thought that way before. Especially
after learning, over nine years ago- just as we
were finishing up the lengthy process of becoming licensed to do foster care-
that a baby boy who was a relative to me by marriage (but not by blood) would
most likely be placed in our home at the request of his grandparents as a
foster adoptive placement. We figured it
was meant to be-especially considering the fact that I had felt prompted to do
foster care without really knowing what the end result would be and we remained
childless after over five years of marriage.
Unfortunately, we were misinformed by more than one worker involved in
the case and instead of being placed with us the baby boy was placed in the
care of his half brother’s foster adoptive family so that the siblings could be
together. It was the right thing to
happen but very disappointing for us at the time.
I initially thought of it as a
coincidence, but it probably wasn’t- that just days before hearing the news about Jack and Jill’s mother being
pregnant with another baby I got caught up with another foster family’s blog in
which seasoned foster mother Maggie once again put
things so well. Keep in mind that at the
time she wrote this post, Maggie and her husband had a house full of five girls all close in
age- three biological and two soon-to-be-adopted foster children who have been
a part of their family for more than a couple of years now. This is what Maggie wrote about keeping
siblings together upon learning that her foster daughters sibling could
possibly be placed with them:
“I know, I know – they won’t know about each other. I’ve
heard that so many times, and really it makes my stomach turn inside out.
So if you hadn’t ever known about your sibling, it would be ok that you had
never met them? That you had never shared a bedroom? Sung happy
birthday to each other every year? Explored the backyard creek?
Waved out the car window when you drop the oldest off at college? Fought
in the back of the car on long road trips? Confessed to each other your
first crush?
They’d never know what they were missing, right?
Except someday they would. Someday they would know they have a sister out there who was in foster care. A sister we had the opportunity to adopt. A sister that instead they’ll never know.
Study after study, story after story shows the importance of biological siblings being together.
They’d never know what they were missing, right?
Except someday they would. Someday they would know they have a sister out there who was in foster care. A sister we had the opportunity to adopt. A sister that instead they’ll never know.
Study after study, story after story shows the importance of biological siblings being together.
Of course I realize how difficulty it would be. We’ve done
this before. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t had a few nights where I
couldn’t fall asleep because I can’t stop thinking about…how would this work?
I’m just writing out my thought processes. I completely understand why people would think we were crazy for saying yes.
I guess I’m just trying to give a glimpse into the magnitude of the situation. It is so much harder than yes or no.”
I’m just writing out my thought processes. I completely understand why people would think we were crazy for saying yes.
I guess I’m just trying to give a glimpse into the magnitude of the situation. It is so much harder than yes or no.”
Jack and Jill’s new baby brother is
less than a month old and he remains in their mother’s care (for now). Jack and Jill have not yet met him- perhaps
because their mom already has her hands full at their biweekly visits with an
active 2 year old and 1 year old running around- let alone adding a newborn
into the equation.
The possibility of having our
foster children’s baby brother placed with us really led made my husband and I
to do some earnest soul-searching of what is easiest versus what is the right
thing to do and what we want versus what God wants us to do. Do we
keep fostering if we get to adopt Jack and Jill? Should we continue to pursue a private
adoption? Should we be content with
three children even though we have room for more? Those
are the kinds of questions that have been going through my head lately.
Jack and Jill's mother is on the verge of losing two children so I hope that she can keep her newest baby safe and in her care for as long as possible. I worry about her not only caring for a new baby as a single parent but because of other major obstacles she faces as well. And I worry about her new baby.
This new baby may give her the motivation she needs to stay on track and start afresh- or perhaps he will lessen the blow of possibly losing her other children.
Jack and Jill's mother is on the verge of losing two children so I hope that she can keep her newest baby safe and in her care for as long as possible. I worry about her not only caring for a new baby as a single parent but because of other major obstacles she faces as well. And I worry about her new baby.
This new baby may give her the motivation she needs to stay on track and start afresh- or perhaps he will lessen the blow of possibly losing her other children.
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