Finally, after 5 long months, I'm licensed to foster. My license is for one child newborn to three years of age with an option to add another child in 6 months. I'm nervous, excited, scared, anxious, and sad. I feel terribly sad for the children who are about to enter my home. I know they've felt pain and fear; I never want them to feel that again.
I've spent a lot of time preparing my home for the arrival of my first child. All of my outlets have covers. I have a crib, clothes, diapers, bottles, changing station, bath time items, and toys. I've spent months previous to beginning the licensing process searching and collecting clothing and toys and necessities for my future kiddos.
I may have gone a little overboard on clothing; I like to be prepared. I have Newborn diapers and clothes in the first two drawers of the dresser and 0-3 months clothes in the bottom two drawers. The closet par has clothes separated by size from newborn sleep sacks all the way to outfits the size of 5T. It's an insane project I've been working on. So. Much. Organizing. I actually ran out of hangers and I'm not sure how much more weight that poor bar can handle!
I feel like one of those crazy pregnant ladies in the last week of gestation. All the stress, and waiting, and waiting is driving me CRAZY. Although, I'm not pregnant, have no real date of when a child comes, and my baby will be a toddler.
I've gone so stir crazy I've packed and repacked my diaper bag 6 times!!
Gatsby and Whiskey even helped! (well, they played mostly.) They aren't much real help, but they try to be. (: Now what else can I organize while I wait?
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