Be Brave in Foster Care
A few weeks ago, I was sitting in the waiting room of the dentist office with three little ones. All was going well until the dental hygienist walked us down the hallway and asked one of them to sit in the chair. Screaming ensued from my two little girls as if they were going to die. Then my youngest son stepped up and proudly sat in the chair with such bravery. The girls continued their rampage with verbal protests interjected within their screams: "I don't want to," "I want to go," "I can't do it," "I'm not brave." I sat there holding them all the while feeling like they were mirroring the same thoughts and comments I've had over the past 6 weeks. Six weeks prior to this, we made a difficult decision to foster three siblings. We went from a family of six to nine over night. There wasn't time for screaming and crying and refusing to just be brave. It had to be yes and it had to be yes fast...not because w...