The inspiration came from her FB status where she wrote about where her foster littles were at when they came to her and where they are at now. It was about the amazing amount of progress they made. I started thinking of our little guy and my mind was blown. How could I get so caught up in the day to day that I was blind to how far he’s come? I get it, life makes us miss things, but it is so good to reflect.
When our little one came to us he was not potty trained (yes, at age 5), didn’t know any letters, and only knew a couple numbers but wasn’t counting in order, couldn’t blow his nose by himself, and said “cool” instead of “school” along with other speech issues as he has a speech delay. Is any of this his fault? NO. Absolutely not.
It’s been 1.5 months since we’ve had him and he is potty trained with minimal accidents, can identify letters on his own, and counts up to 5. He blows his nose all by himself and actually does a good job, lol. And he just started saying SCHOOL instead of COOL this week (major win!). There are other ways he’s progressed, but those are the biggest ones. Once I realized just how far he’s come in such a short time I got tears of joy.
He is approaching the 2 year mark for his case and we are the 5th home he’s had. 5TH. Can you imagine living with so many different families in such a short time? Each with their own expectations? That would be hard, but he’s done it. Our little tough guy is rolling with the punches and proving he’s capable of anything.
By the way, if you don’t already follow me on Instagram give me a follow. I’m doing a #nationalfostercaremonth challenge. Here’s a little peek for you!