“She asked us to be Elijah’s parents over a meal. I was scared but determined as I wrote my cell number down on a scrap piece of paper and pushed it across the wooden table.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“She asked us to be Elijah’s parents over a meal. I was scared but determined as I wrote my cell number down on a scrap piece of paper and pushed it across the wooden table.”
“’Are they trying to turn us off to being foster parents?’ My anxiety was through the roof. The judge made eye contact with us both. ‘Wow.’ We could not hold back our tears.”
“Reese was snotty, stuffy, and not her usual self. The following day, we noticed a button battery missing in our home.”
“It looks like feeding your baby on the couch for an hour and leaving a dent in the cushions when you leave, if you leave. It looks like ignoring the mess around you and somehow always making more. It looks like constantly being poo’d and spewed on. You may not feel alive right now, but you are keeping someone else alive.”
“The first few months weren’t always bad, but I felt lost. I was a shell of who I used to be. During all this drama and pain, I failed to get to know our son.”
“On top of a pandemic, I heard the words I’d hoped to never hear: ‘Your cancer is back.’ It seems my son had been talking about how much he missed me on his school bus each time I went to the hospital. Mrs. Hammonds went above and beyond to make us feel so special and loved.”
“I felt cheated from having a good father who’d watch me grow up, dance with me at my wedding. Father’s Day may be extremely hard to get through, but you’re complete with or without. You are enough.”
“I found myself in the bathroom, peering down at that familiar stick. There it was. That blue line. That crippling fear history will repeat itself. I didn’t know if I could survive this again.”
“Their whole life they’re told they need to be men. Until…they’re in the delivery room and it’s time for them to become fathers. And everything they’ve been told, everything they’ve learned, just withers away at their fingertips.”
“I was 30 years old and living with my four children in my mother’s basement. I lost the family I’d grown to love. I’ve lived life with my small family, working every day, paying my mortgage. I did that. I felt fulfilled. I never knew I wasn’t until Amber 2.0 was created.”