I've been contemplating rude questions. Some can be funny, tee
hee and others well, not so much. I've been asked before do you regret adopting your
children? Gee let me think, would you ask a biological parent that? Is there frustration in our daily lives, yes? Do we have hurdles that differ from other parents? Yes some. Are there days I feel at the end of my rope? of course. But there are also days one can not quit giggling. In fact there have been many days the boys have commented it seems we've been a family forever, then someone will be kind enough to remind us, we have not. I was even questioned why I gave up my foster
licsence? Well I adopted 3 boys at one time, who needed to feel they we're the most important. They have had to share me with daycare kids. And so when my oldest made the request please don't adopt anymore and have none of your own. I said "I couldn't promise forever, but I could until you are older" These boys have run me through the gammut of emotions, but the strongest being Love. I knew the day would come where things would settle down and it has finally arrived with 2008. So in answer to the question of do I regret the adoption. No way and I am absolutly upset that anyone would question that. I've watched my boys growing into young men. Their struggles have not been easy. And I have had to look for answers all over. I have had to do alot of follow up. I have had to go out of my way to ensure their safety. And they will put the other 7 kids and myself tyo shame when it comes to finding ways to be destructive. Case in point I lost quite a few coffee mugs the day we made the rule" If you break it, you fix it, If you can't tell someone who can" The 3 boys kept bringing me coffee mugs just completely broken. We forget we can't dig holes in our bedroom walls? It has not been an eay road but it feels like we are on the right track.