Last year, we celebrated Mother’s Day but I wasn’t sure how to feel about it. We were matched with a lovely baby boy. We fed him every two hours. We bathed him with a sponge. We put cute outfits on him. He wasn’t ours. When you try to adopt from foster care, you’re never sure how the cards will be played.
This year we’re almost 100% sure (nothing is really ever 100% when you’re adopting from foster care, no?) that this match will become a finalized adoption. Our lives are gelling more and more. I’m thrilled this year to be celebrating Mother’s Day.