Twenty-three years ago, a beautiful little girl was born. From the get-go, she was sweet, sensitive, and rather shy. She has grown into a young woman of whom I am so proud. She has worked hard to overcome challenges, and recently told me she is trying to face her fears, and asked me if I would write her story and share it here on the blog, in hopes she can inspire others through their own struggles. Although I offered to publish an auto-biographical piece for her, she wanted me to write her story from my perspective. At her request, and with her approval of this post, I share the following:
The phone rang, and the social worker on the other end informed me that a baby girl had been born 10 weeks early and drug-exposed. She wasn't ready to be released from the medical facility where she was currently staying, but would we be interested in being her foster-to-adopt parents? Of course! When John and I filled out our paperwork, we indicated that we were comfortable with a premature bab…
The kids and I are always fascinated by those first eggs. They come in every variety of sizes and shell-doneness, don't they?
ReplyDeleteOhh! We moved into a house with a chicken coop. Our next step is chickens, of course. Hope it's the first of many!
ReplyDeleteI've always wanted chickens bc it looks so fun to watch them lay eggs, collect them or watch them hatch! My husband's Father raises chickens and I'm always so entertained by them!
ReplyDeleteWow, she's on the fast track all right. My chicks are 7 1/2 wks and a long way from egg laying I think. It could be quite some time before you see another egg from her.
ReplyDeleteExciting and what fun!
ReplyDeleteI didn't know the first eggs were so odd - interesting.
ReplyDeleteHow fun! I didn't know about the shell either. I had heard that if you get an egg with a double yolk that it came from a young hen and if the yolks break very easily that it is probably from an old hen. Don't know if it is true or not?
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