Waiting for a Call That Could Change Everything.
So this stage is different for everyone… and everyone handles it differently.
But I’m gonna be honest—
it’s a weird feeling.
You spend all this time running around getting copies of everything…
license, car insurance, registration, inspection…
Like you’re about to drive the president around or something 😅
Then there’s background checks, house insurance… all of it.
(We’ll get into that in another post because that’s a whole thing on its own.)
But for this post… I want to talk about the waiting.
Waiting for that call that says—
they need you.
When Every Hour Feels Like a Maybe
We’re heading into our third week of waiting now…
and somehow it feels like it’s been longer and shorter at the same time.
If you’re waiting for your first foster placement,
this part can feel exciting, confusing, and emotional all at once.
I really thought I’d feel relieved at this stage.
Like… finally, I can breathe after everything we just went through.
But instead?
I feel like I’m 9 months pregnant… just waiting.
Waiting for something that could change everything… at any moment.
And the waiting itself?
It’s a mix of emotions I didn’t expect.
It’s exciting…
It’s nerve-wracking…
And if I’m being honest—it’s a little bit of agony too.
Not in a bad way… just in an
“any minute now… or not?” kind of way.
The best way I can describe it is this—
It’s like your in-laws are coming to visit…
but they never told you what time they’re showing up 😅
So now you’re just… constantly preparing.
Fridge stocked ✔️
Rooms cleaned ✔️
Fresh towels out ✔️
Walking around your house like,
“Okay… if they show up right now, we’re good.”
But then an hour goes by…
then another…
So you re-check things.
Straighten something that was already straight.
Look at the clock.
Check your phone.
Did I miss it?
Is my phone on loud?
Again.
And again.
That’s what this feels like.
You’re ready…
but you’re also constantly getting ready.
Because you know at any moment,your whole routine could shift with one phone call.
And then there’s the emotional side of it…
Because it’s not like I want something bad to happen.
I don’t want a child to be taken from their home.
But at the same time…
I’m sitting here like—
“Use me. I’m here.”
I know I can provide a safe, loving home for a child who needs it.
And now…
I’m just waiting for the phone to ring.
So if you’re in this stage too…
waiting, checking your phone, wondering when it’s going to happen—
just know… you’re not the only one sitting in this weird in-between.
Because at this point…
it’s not if the call will come—
it’s just when.
(…but I’m still gonna check my phone every 5 minutes 😅)
But until we meet again have a blessed day.