The Fan Club

One thing about Fostering: you make a lot of friends through the process. Not, lets hang out and watch the soccer game while baking and eating pizza... (Isn't that what everyone does?) They are more the kind that are thrown into a friendship because of an outside force. That would be baby. He definitely is a charmer and is beginning to know it and take advantage.
The case workers, the therapists, the nurses, nurse practitioner and doctor, the Ad Litem, the staff at the office where visits are held. The daycare staff. They all are friends.
I realized this yesterday when at our scheduled vaccinations, the Nurse Practitioner said she is leaving the pediatrics office. I almost cried. Seriously. Since when did I become such an emotional person?! She has known us since week one. She has graciously reassured me, answered a million questions and loved this little guy.
I think in foster care, you are the fan club president for the kids that are placed in your home. You adore them, you fight for them, you kiss them and hold them. You hope for them, you pray for them, you cry for them. You are their biggest fans. And It kind of seems like all of these support staff are a part of the fan club too, they'll happily answer questions, reply to your extra-long emails. They love this child too. They will be almost as excited by the milestones, the smiles, the slobbery kisses. And that's a beautiful part of this experience.
So if you're in this club, or another one, know that your support means a thousand times more than we can express. 

(P. S. this post is from June, but as I went back and read it today, it is still true, so I am sharing it with you all!)