Honest thoughts, experiences, and moments from our foster care journey.
After 11 weeks, multiple mailing issues, and a whole lot of waiting, we finally received our foster care approval letter. Here’s what it felt like to finally see proof that this journey was real.
Becoming a foster parent has already changed me — even before a child walks through our door. This is the emotional side of waiting for a foster placement and already feeling protective over a child I haven’t even met yet.
Growing up doesn’t always mean the hurt disappears. In this deeply personal post, I share what it feels like to carry childhood wounds into adulthood, heal the parts of myself that stayed stuck in survival mode, and learn that healing is not linear — but it is possible.
Sometimes the hardest part of the foster journey isn’t the paperwork, the classes, or preparing your home — it’s the waiting. Waiting for a phone call that could change everything. This honest, funny, and heartfelt post shares what life really looks like while waiting to become a foster parent, from overthinking every ringtone to trying to stay hopeful through the quiet moments.
Becoming a foster parent wasn’t a decision I made overnight. It came from a place of wanting to open my home, my heart, and my life to children who needed safety, comfort, and stability. What I didn’t expect was how emotional the process would be — the waiting, the paperwork, the uncertainty, and the quiet moments of wondering if I was truly ready. This post shares the honest reasons behind why I chose this path, and the parts no one really prepares you for.
Waiting for a foster placement is emotional in ways I didn’t expect. Between checking my phone, staying hopeful, and trying to keep busy, we somehow decided a bathroom renovation was a good distraction. This is a real-life update on the waiting game — and how we’re handling it one project at a time.
Waiting sounded simple… until we were actually living in it. Between baby clothes, home projects, lists, and all the wondering, this season became a mix of hope, preparation, and organized chaos.
Your life keeps moving—laundry, errands, work, everyday routines… but in the back of your mind, everything feels like it could change at any moment. The house is ready. The room is ready. You’re ready. But nothing is happening.
Getting approved was supposed to feel like the finish line — but the waiting turned out to be the hardest part. A room can be ready, a heart can be open, and still… you wait for someone you haven’t met yet.
Getting ready for a child you haven’t met yet is a strange kind of waiting. The room is ready, your heart is open, and life keeps moving — even while you wonder who might walk through your door someday.
