We have heard a whisper that the prospective new parents have “issues” which may stop them becoming carers. Onto the adoption market for this one. I’m trying to think this is good but that’s a horrible turn of phrase.
Mind you, I will enjoy the p and q when FB goes. It’s very difficult to think, let alone work, when you have a 4yr old (going on 2 yr old) constantly in your ear repeating “what does a horse say? Mark marky, what does a horse say?” This particular horse may learn to speak quite bluntly quite soon!
When can I go back to work?
Mrs FC is struggling too. As much as I want to support her and FB is benefitting from being here, I would like to stop. Mrs FC needs to find another way to use her talents. She is also over tired and in pain with a foot condition making walking very difficult.
Phone call from our social worker and we have potentially opposite information! The potential carers are a teacher and a health carer and everything is looking promising. That’s good then, back on track, maybe….
It is now late in the evening and we have watched one of the house build programs where a team of trades people rebuild the home of a needy family. I now feel even more conflicted with what I want to do with my life and helping others! Some people are sooo selfless!
FB is taking toilet issues to a new level and using them to wind up Mrs FC. FB knows exactly what FB is doing and what is required but still insists on soiling underwear and nappies. You can see it in the face. We are at a loss for what to do about it. My current feeling is to not care, to not try and FB will have to learn somehow, why fight about it? However, Mrs FC wants to change it more directly.
Mrs FC has confirmed there will be no further fozzies (foster children) until after Christmas, assuming things work out for FB.
It has been another really hot day here, too hot to play classical music, so I have been trying some new jazz lines and feeling conflicted!