Limbo go lower now…
That’s where we are, limbo. And I feel like the system is stalling.
Actually I don’t know that they’re stalling. I do know, however, that with the economy being the huge issue it is & our state going broke. We’d love to save Arizona some money and go ahead and adopt our little boy, rather than have him in foster care any longer.
Yesterday was supposed to be a hearing for him. Brian showed up only to be told that the hearing was vacated. Now we wait. Sigh.
This month marks two years that he has been a foster child. The federal law requires that after 15 months the courts do some permanency plans. Ideally, children should not be in foster care longer than 18 months. Scratch that. Children shouldn’t be in foster care. But, if they are, they shouldn’t just stay there.
This month also marks two years since we adopted Daniel and David. It was only a week before their adoption that we got the call telling us that our little guy was in foster care.
Brian has always “known” that we’d adopt our little guy. I have always worried. We’ve been told that he was leaving the state as soon as possible. We’ve been told that they were going to start moving him home. We’ve been told about everything.
It’s hard, but I need to change my perspective back to what it was when he came. It took us three months to have him moved to our home. And my goal was just to take as many pictures as possible and enjoy him for the short while that they were predicting. I just wanted to give Daniel and David the gift of knowing their biological brother.
Now, he’s not only their brother through genes. He’s their brother through vacations and illnesses, teasing and laughing, being naughty and being sweet. He is ours. No matter what the courts do or say, or however long they take to do it or say it.
With that, I’m off to cuddle that little guy before nap time.