Having little A has been mostly amazing, obviously a little stress and exhaustion are mixed in there too, but mostly amazing.
Today I was changing A when I felt Tariku staring at me. I smiled at him, “What’s up, babe?”
“I like watching you with A, I feel like that’s how you would have been to me if you had me when I was 2.”
“Oh Tariku, I think I would’ve been even better with you. Because you are my son and I knew it from the moment I met you. With A I don’t know how long she’ll be with us so I can feel myself holding back a little bit. Sometimes it’s scary to fall in love with someone if you know they might leave. You ever felt like that before?”
“Yeah, I know exactly what that feels like.”
One of the more remarkable things that has come with us becoming foster parents is just how it’s affecting our adopted kiddos, specifically Tariku. I’ve been pleasantly surprised to see they are reassured of their permanency every time another child comes for a bit then leaves.
I’m so thankful for where we’re at. It was a long road to get here but dammit it was worth it.