Foster Parenting

From 2 to 4 … to 6?

In May of 2020, Preston and I wanted nothing more than a little one running around our house. When we got licensed in June of 2020, we were given a capacity of two, meaning we could accept up to two foster children at a time. A year and a half later, our house is swarming with more kids than we could have imagined. Welcome to Foster Care. 

So how did it happen?

If you’ve been following our story, you know we accepted two foster children last year; biological siblings ages 4 and 6 at the time. On June 17th, 2021, we were lucky enough to add them as permanent family members. The photo on this post is from our adoption day, or as the kids call it “Ballard Day,” where they officially became Trinity and Elijah Ballard. 

Shortly after our adoption, Preston and I decided to go back on the foster care call list, but only for newborns to two years old. Although we are beyond thrilled for our two kids, I’ve always wanted a baby. 

At the end of August, we received a call about a one-year-old girl (I’ll save that crazy story for another post). Once we accepted her placement, since we already had two kids, we were considered “maxed out,” and would be on the DHS call list for other foster children.

… Or so we thought. 

October 14th was a completely normal day – I actually had called off our nanny to have a quiet day at home with our foster daughter (who we refer to as Baby J) while the kids were at school. As soon as I put baby J down for her morning nap, I received a call from the case worker that handled Trinity and Elijah’s case. There was an emergency removal from Trinity and Elijah’s biological family – a one-year-old boy. He needed a home within a few hours and I had only seconds to decide. 

Now, imagine my surprise – we weren’t even on the call list. But we were considered family to this little boy, so how could we say no? Of course, we didn’t.

So, for the last week, we have been a family of six, and although there is so much love and laughter in our home, I am exhausted. Our foster children are just one month apart in age, but they are much more apart in development. 

To say we were unprepared is an understatement. We didn’t have an extra crib, an extra car seat, hell, our cars don’t even fit four kids. But, we have so much love and so much chaos, and I wouldn’t change it for the world. 

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