Their fostering journey has been a walk of pure faith... it is a choosing to believe despite the hard nights and long days, the teething and tantrums, that this is a work God delights in... when the giggles and snuggling and first steps mingle sweet midst the tears, the joy simply takes wing. These are the blessings that can't be bought...
18 months ago, a little girl was placed in their arms and has surely taken up residence in their hearts. Love has blossomed and become a thing of beauty in this family wrought by the hand of God.
And just when life was full and fabulous with Baby P, the caseworkers called with news that had them on their knees. Twin boys, 8 weeks premature... P's brothers, born too soon, a mother's drug addiction running thru their veins... A whisper. A plea... would they take them in? Keep the siblings together?
Not a moment of hesitation... no doubt of the insanity before them... just a deep breath... Yes!
And now there are 3 little ones tumbling around this happy, hectic home!
We have so enjoyed helping/baby-sitting/loving these 3 whenever we can. It is a balm to this Grandma's soul. For nothing speaks love louder than a soft, downy head nestled perfectly sweet, right over your heart.
And, let me tell you, with 3 in diapers, the following comic really took on a life of its own in this household. I'm sharing it here for all those who need a laugh to end this week... Enjoy!
May your weekend be filled completely with love
(and no diaper loads of any kind!)
(and no diaper loads of any kind!)
All My Love,
Jane
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