My baby is helping me cry again. Or at least the hormones are. I cried for the first time after replacing children in a new foster home a couple weeks ago. I teared up today at an instructional video I show in my foster and adoptive parenting class. I've seen it at least 10 times with no such urges. While it's good for a training video, it isn't award winning or anything. But I was sad for a child again. I was also personally saddened and offended when someone judged birthmothers placing their babies for adoption.
I'm experiencing some awe again too. Hearing our heartbeat brought some tears. I actually felt amazed that there is someone living in there. I didn't just think that I should feel that way. And yesterday, I laid on a hard floor on my tummy and swear it felt like I was lying on a baseball though I don't know if that's possible as I'm just coming to the end of my 14th week. But again, someone is in there!
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