So, Brandon recently celebrated his first birthday.
As Husband, Behbeh and I have been lucky enough to stay in contact with him and his amazing new family, we were invited to the party.
Good times (and good food) were had by all.
At said party, I joked to his mom about bio mom’s tendency to pop out a child every summer.
Me: You’d better get ready for Baby #2. I expect you’ll get a call from CAS any day now, wanting to place Brandon’s newest sibling.
B’s Mom: Don’t even joke. Can you imagine? We’re just getting settled with this one!
About a week later, I got this email:
So you predicted right.
Guess who just gave birth to a little girl?
We have a huge decision to make.
And you know what’s crazier than having four babies in four years?
Four babies you don’t even want?
Crazier than CAS asking them if they want another child one year and 15 days younger than their first child? With no prep time?
THEY’RE DOING IT!
I can’t tell you how happy their decision has made me.
I know it’s going to be crazy for them over the next several months, but I can’t think of a better outcome for those kids than being together in that particular home.
I spend a lot of time being displeased by the world and the majority of the people in it.
This is not one of those times.