On May 7th I let the Foster folks know we were home ready for the next baby. The response I got was surprising. No. and no can with a few statements making no sense, you haven’t suffered, you lucked out with a baby boy, we want the attachments to stick, you need round-the-clock help.
I was surprised by this and gave it quickly over to God. Two weeks later our Foster manager did meet with me, and asked me a few questions I answered to her satisfaction and she approved us, or at least said she did, for the next child.
What I did not know back 3 weeks ago, is that our faster person has apparently gone through a lot of pain herself, struggled with two birth children close together, and said she almost lost her mind back then. My praying for her perhaps had her share this in our interview last Monday. Did God put me here so that she could begin to heal her pain from the mothering experience she had years ago? Were my prayers meant to help her? Did God feel she had been lost and in pain long enough?
