True Heroes....

On the 19th, it will be 3 months since I have been officially certified as a foster parent...and still nothing...
OMG I don't know how much longer I can take this. 

Last week I helped transport a baby to LA to get to a foster home closer to his family.  So at the butt crack of dawn we got up and picked up the baby....the trip was fine...but the important part was the foster parents...they had the baby for only a month or so..but were obviously bonded to him.  When I have picked kids up from foster homes, and from what i have heard other social workers also run into this, you show up and the kids have all their stuff in black garbage bag, knowing they are off to the next place.  Now of course this baby had no idea what was happening but this family had a diaper bag, another little bag, and a huge duffel bag with clothes, diapers, formula, everything the next foster mother could want or need.  There were clothes that still had tags on them, best looking wardrobe on the block...they said that we could leave it all with the new foster home...The foster mother kissed the baby, put him in the car seat, and turned around and ran back to the house.  I had tears in my eyes...foster parents do this everyday....I may be a "foster parent" but my goal is adoption, and I can say yes or no to a child, but the true heroes are the good and decent foster parents who take in the kids, love them and give them everything, and when it is time for the child to move on, wherever it may be, they kiss them goodbye, tell them they love them....and let them go...