sierra. (see-er-uh) n. 1. a chain of hills or mountains, the peaks of which suggest the teeth of a saw.
Synonyms: bluff, cliff, elevation, peak, pile, ridge.
On the same day when I experienced a low on the foster care roller coaster (Elmer's TPR trial being continued), I also experienced a peak when I was called for a baby girl. So Baby Girl's blog name will be Sierra.
Sierra is still in the hospital. They anticipated discharge last Thursday or Friday, but things changed. I have been able to go several days and snuggle with her. She is such a sweet baby with squishy cheeks! I saw her today, and unfortunately right now she is progressing backwards instead of forwards. So it doesn't look like she will be released this week, either. Hopefully she will get back on the upswing soon and can come home early next week, but the doctors say she is not really following any protocol so it is pretty much impossible to predict when her discharge will be. Pray for Sierra to start making improvements and move her way out of the hospital!
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Tuesday, February 6, 2018
Highs and Lows
I had been waiting for a TPR Trial since our last court date on September 15th.
And I had been waiting specifically for it to be yesterday for the last two months.
During that time, I have been anticipating that the ruling would be "Termination of Parental Rights." And for the last several weeks, every time I have thought about that, I have gotten sad. I want nothing more than for this little boy to be mine forever. But it makes me terribly sad that his parents' rights have to be taken away from them in order for that to happen. I'm not saying that is not what SHOULD happen, because neither of them has shown any capability to be a safe and successful parent, either before Elmer was born or since then. But the overwhelming emotion for me in recent weeks when thinking about Elmer's TPR has been sadness - both for his parents and for his loss of his biological parents.
{During that time, I also have been anticipating that at least Bio Mom will appeal the TPR ruling.}
So when I walked into the courtroom yesterday morning, listened to the DSS attorney say that the case was being continued because the parents' lawyers were not served in the required time frame, and walked out less than three minutes later with no progress made on this case, the sadness rushed over me for an entirely different reason.
I am sure that we won't have a new trial until at least April or May. I am so ready for this baby to have permanency and to know that he is never leaving. And there is NO EXCUSE for the lawyers not to be served. Parents, sometimes you can't find them to serve them. Lawyers not being served, someone just didn't do their job.
So I went back to work after a nice big ice cream sundae, and less than two hours later got a call asking if I was interested in taking placement of a four-week old baby girl when she is released from the hospital later this week. I told the worker I would call her back in 10 minutes after I determined if I could figure out childcare until she could go to daycare at 6 weeks. When I figured out that I would only need help for next week because she will be six weeks old by the following week, I called the worker back and told her "Yes!"
Now we are in a holding pattern to see when she will actually be released, I have told Elmer that a baby is coming, and I am waiting to hold a sweet baby girl in my arms.
And I had been waiting specifically for it to be yesterday for the last two months.
During that time, I have been anticipating that the ruling would be "Termination of Parental Rights." And for the last several weeks, every time I have thought about that, I have gotten sad. I want nothing more than for this little boy to be mine forever. But it makes me terribly sad that his parents' rights have to be taken away from them in order for that to happen. I'm not saying that is not what SHOULD happen, because neither of them has shown any capability to be a safe and successful parent, either before Elmer was born or since then. But the overwhelming emotion for me in recent weeks when thinking about Elmer's TPR has been sadness - both for his parents and for his loss of his biological parents.
{During that time, I also have been anticipating that at least Bio Mom will appeal the TPR ruling.}
So when I walked into the courtroom yesterday morning, listened to the DSS attorney say that the case was being continued because the parents' lawyers were not served in the required time frame, and walked out less than three minutes later with no progress made on this case, the sadness rushed over me for an entirely different reason.
I am sure that we won't have a new trial until at least April or May. I am so ready for this baby to have permanency and to know that he is never leaving. And there is NO EXCUSE for the lawyers not to be served. Parents, sometimes you can't find them to serve them. Lawyers not being served, someone just didn't do their job.
So I went back to work after a nice big ice cream sundae, and less than two hours later got a call asking if I was interested in taking placement of a four-week old baby girl when she is released from the hospital later this week. I told the worker I would call her back in 10 minutes after I determined if I could figure out childcare until she could go to daycare at 6 weeks. When I figured out that I would only need help for next week because she will be six weeks old by the following week, I called the worker back and told her "Yes!"
Now we are in a holding pattern to see when she will actually be released, I have told Elmer that a baby is coming, and I am waiting to hold a sweet baby girl in my arms.
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