So, we’re getting a newborn on Tuesday.
We haven’t done more than respite for CAS in ages, but when they called yesterday, asking if we could look after a child not yet born, we couldn’t say ‘no’.
Who tells a baby they’re not wanted?
Besides his biological mother, I mean.
Sigh.
I’m generally really good at the whole No Judgement Thing, but I think after giving your third child over to CAS, you’re wearing out even my understanding.
Anyhow, said baby – a boy – comes to us with naught but his skin.
No clothes.
No toys.
No name.
I don’t know if I can conceive of anything more sad than a baby with no name.
Considering the trouble we had naming our own spawn (and that with 9 months notice) I don’t hold out much hope for a timely moniker.
I asked for help via Facebook – always a stupid idea – and got:
Charlie
Kaleb
Mitch
Isaac
Bognostroclum
and
Captain Awesome
So, he’ll be Capt’n until I figure out something.
Poor muffin.
Give him a special hug from me when he arrives. You are a very special person!
Capt’n couldn’t be in better hands for the 1st two weeks of his life! God Bless!
LFYFJ!
Do you still have him?
Yup. According to his worker, 6-8 months would be super-fast.
OK, so maybe I am a little more emo than normal seeing how I am 6 months pregnant, but wow. This baby that I am pregnant with was not conceived under the most ideal circumstances, and I can’t even stand the thought of his father. Adoption crossed my mind early in the pregnancy, and I couldn’t fathom seeing this baby and then letting him go. He is a PART of me. Lemons into lemonade, you know? Being responsible for your actions and taking care of business is part of being a grown-up.
Bless you for doing what you do for these poor unwanted children. I don’t know you, but your post says a lot about you as a person, and we need more like you in this world. So thank you from the little man that can’t say thank you to you on his own.
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