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There cant be many more people happier than I am.
1. My poorly Dad is getting better, he is eating and this morning managed to take a few steps to the bathroom and back.
2. I lost one of my best friends in August, she was widowed, Mum to two beautiful children, a girl 10yrs and a boy 4yrs old. Only family are elderly grandparents, my husband and I applied to become foster parents with a view towards adoption. Things have been difficult, the children were going through all the stages of the grieving process, the girl suffered panic attacks, the boy started to wet the bed. Lots of talking, reassurance, cuddles and hugs, lots of contact with their ever so loving grandparents, frequent spot checks by Social Services, things have finally settled.
A couple of weeks ago the children came home from school fearfully asking what is going to happen to the boy when his sister is 17. Turns out a rather insensitive woman at the school told them that fostering finishes when a child reaches 17th birthday. We assured the children that we will be there for them for as long as they want us to be there, more tears and cuddles. Then came the best news of all, we have passed all the tests, an adoption hearing has been set for end of January, we had a little celebration. Next day the boy was practically skipping into school, telling everyone that he is going to have a 'forever Mummy and Daddy and that he and his sister are not going to be thrown away when they are 17', there wasn't a dry eye around anywhere.
3. With all that stress and things, my latest Hb1ac result = 32.
I wish you all happiness in your lives
Merry Chrstmas
x x
1. My poorly Dad is getting better, he is eating and this morning managed to take a few steps to the bathroom and back.
2. I lost one of my best friends in August, she was widowed, Mum to two beautiful children, a girl 10yrs and a boy 4yrs old. Only family are elderly grandparents, my husband and I applied to become foster parents with a view towards adoption. Things have been difficult, the children were going through all the stages of the grieving process, the girl suffered panic attacks, the boy started to wet the bed. Lots of talking, reassurance, cuddles and hugs, lots of contact with their ever so loving grandparents, frequent spot checks by Social Services, things have finally settled.
A couple of weeks ago the children came home from school fearfully asking what is going to happen to the boy when his sister is 17. Turns out a rather insensitive woman at the school told them that fostering finishes when a child reaches 17th birthday. We assured the children that we will be there for them for as long as they want us to be there, more tears and cuddles. Then came the best news of all, we have passed all the tests, an adoption hearing has been set for end of January, we had a little celebration. Next day the boy was practically skipping into school, telling everyone that he is going to have a 'forever Mummy and Daddy and that he and his sister are not going to be thrown away when they are 17', there wasn't a dry eye around anywhere.
3. With all that stress and things, my latest Hb1ac result = 32.
I wish you all happiness in your lives
Merry Chrstmas
x x
