“Taylor was 10 months old when she was shaken and abused. They called again, but this time it was for a 2-month-old baby girl born addicted. Everyone thought we were crazy for considering another child with so many needs, but if not us, then who?”

“Taylor was 10 months old when she was shaken and abused. They called again, but this time it was for a 2-month-old baby girl born addicted. Everyone thought we were crazy for considering another child with so many needs, but if not us, then who?”
“Refuse to say yes to everything. You’re a human. You’re allowed to have some limits. You’re allowed to have some boundaries. You’re allowed to politely decline now and then.”
“I completely lost control of my emotions and all I could do was beg the doctor not to do this. ‘She’s too small! It’s too soon!’ That was all I kept saying.”
“In the midst of the chaos that surrounds a diagnosis like that, we tried to be somewhat normal. Adam was always by my side… trying to be strong, but I could tell he was worried. So was I… and I know he was trying to be stronger for me. What better way to celebrate living your life with someone than putting the awful past behind you?”
“I’d just seen him joking around with me 30 minutes ago, and now he was lying on a gurney. The best option was to put him into a medically induced coma for at least 2 days to see if he’d regain his full mental capacity. All because of a drink!”
“I stood there holding my 3-month-old boy as she sent me pictures of the baby growing in her stomach. I was speechless.”
“Around 2-3 a.m. I was happily nursing my baby when my stomach started growling. There was a thunderstorm in my colon and it was going to be explosive…”
“He has no history of drug use, has never been a ‘problem child’, was a star athlete, wonderful son and was extremely loved in his community. We don’t know why he decided to take ‘a pill’ that night. Both boys died immediately.”
“As I stared at this phone number, my child said, ‘You can have it.’ What she didn’t know is that I already do have it. Tucked inside my wallet. That number is still stored in my phone, more than 5 years later.”
“A tall, muscular man in the center of the flashing chaos. His right arm wrapped around a beautiful, wide-eyed toddler. In the other hand he held a trash bag, stuffed with clothing. ‘Oh no,’ I murmured.”