Another forum here had a similar thread and it reminded that the holidays are coming and I am about to be the recipient of a full load of ignorant and ridiculous commentary from people I see often and/or barely see.
So I thought I'd share the common my-side-of-the conversation (some of which only goes on in my head) that I had posted in TAO last year. Why reinvent the wheel--the situation hasn't changed.
The conversations are exactly the same over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. Did you get that?
No, they are not my kids.
Yes, they live with me all the time. It's fostering, not babysitting.
No, I'm not adopting them--I'm a foster mother not an adoptive mother.
They're going to go home or to a relative.
Yes, really.
I have no idea when. Either when the parents get their act together or some relative steps up to care for them.
It's not as difficult as it sounds.
You're right--you probably COULDN'T do it because you'd get too attached but thankfully there are heartless b!tches like me around so these kids don't sit in a group home or hospital where they get MAYBE an ounce of attention at feeding and diapering time and learn that THAT is what love and family mean.
Yes, I will be sad when they leave. That just means I loved them.
I got that you could never do that. No need to repeat it over and over and over again. Do you realize you just called me a heartless b!tch again?
No, I'm not a saint. I'm a human that gives a crap about humanity. What are you?
At this point, I'm ready to just say "Yup, they're all mine!". I'm really not sure why I DON'T do that except that I feel like it's disrespectful to their parents who are trying very hard to do what they must to get their child back.
So I thought I'd share the common my-side-of-the conversation (some of which only goes on in my head) that I had posted in TAO last year. Why reinvent the wheel--the situation hasn't changed.

The conversations are exactly the same over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. Did you get that?
No, they are not my kids.
Yes, they live with me all the time. It's fostering, not babysitting.
No, I'm not adopting them--I'm a foster mother not an adoptive mother.
They're going to go home or to a relative.
Yes, really.
I have no idea when. Either when the parents get their act together or some relative steps up to care for them.
It's not as difficult as it sounds.
You're right--you probably COULDN'T do it because you'd get too attached but thankfully there are heartless b!tches like me around so these kids don't sit in a group home or hospital where they get MAYBE an ounce of attention at feeding and diapering time and learn that THAT is what love and family mean.
Yes, I will be sad when they leave. That just means I loved them.
I got that you could never do that. No need to repeat it over and over and over again. Do you realize you just called me a heartless b!tch again?
No, I'm not a saint. I'm a human that gives a crap about humanity. What are you?
At this point, I'm ready to just say "Yup, they're all mine!". I'm really not sure why I DON'T do that except that I feel like it's disrespectful to their parents who are trying very hard to do what they must to get their child back.










to the foster family who cared for our son before he found us! These people have unbelievably big hearts and just keep on taking more kids in as the others go out to be reunited with their families or adopted.

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: We now have a 3 mos old and an 11 mos old. I love it when people ask if they're twins (no) and then how old they are (3 mos and 11 mos). I thoroughly enjoy just sitting there smiling politely at them while they do the math. Some are brave enough to ask, some aren't. For those who ask, I'm about ready just to say, "Yeah, we're happily married," when they ask if they're both mine.