Tiny

“Tiny” needs a new nickname

When she first came to us, “Tiny” was deemed failure to thrive. She was so small and so sick, that calling her “tiny” came naturally. Since then, she’s been diagnosed with a whole host of medical issues that keep her small, not least of which is a form of skeletal dysplasia, a.k.a. dwarfism. She’s aContinue reading ““Tiny” needs a new nickname”

Kids and Cats Galore

If you hadn’t realized this already, we are crazy cat people. Like for real. We never set out to be, it just… happened. When I met Seth he had one awesome cat. And when he died we took in a stray kitten that the neighborhood kids found in a dumpster and brought to us. ItContinue reading “Kids and Cats Galore”

A day in the life of a foster parent

5:30 am, Tiny toddles into our bedroom and asks for a hug. Seth and I peel our eyes open. 6:00 am, Dude man starts fussing in his crib. Baths, getting kids dressed, breakfast follow. 7:30 am, Seth takes the kids to daycare. Forgets Tiny’s glasses and mask. 8:30 am, our amazing daycare provider calls toContinue reading “A day in the life of a foster parent”

Baby, Take 2

I got the call from the head of the Homefinding unit on Friday at 11:20 am. Could we take two babies?? One 4 weeks old and the other just about to turn 1. I called Seth who was working but thankfully between c-sections at that moment and he picked up. I begged for both. HeContinue reading “Baby, Take 2”

And then she was gone

Sweet babykins spent a week with us. On Tuesday I called the triage caseworker to ask about forms for daycare (a triage worker is someone who helps with initial placement of kids until a more permanent caseworker can get assigned). Before I could ask my question, she let me know that baby had a relativeContinue reading “And then she was gone”

Bullies of a Three-Year-Old

I wrote about how much I adore Tiny. And here’s where I worry aloud about her. Tiny IS TINY. She’s finally in size 2T at age 3. She’s a Little Person, with a form of dwarfism that can’t be treated with growth hormones or anything else. All that can be done for her is treatingContinue reading “Bullies of a Three-Year-Old”

Terrifically Tiny

I love our Tiny. Everybody knows that. But let me brag about her for a bit. She’s an amazing kid. She’s freaking brilliant (yes I’m biased but I’m really not exaggerating) and mature beyond age 3. Her therapist is continually amazed at her acuity and ability to identify what she’s feeling (“I have 14 yearContinue reading “Terrifically Tiny”

That Sweet Baby Smell

The day after I wrote about longing for a third kid to be placed with us? We got the call we could say yes to! Was it for a child within our age range? Not even a little bit. Was it a kid with medical issues? Nope – thankfully she’s healthy. Did we say yesContinue reading “That Sweet Baby Smell”

Waiting

We are officially open for a new placement, and are waiting for the right fit to come along. What does that mean? I’ve said in a previous post that we are looking for a girl ages 4-7. A girl in that age range with medical problems (husband = nurse) would be our ideal situation. DoContinue reading “Waiting”

Adventures in Legoland

Being the slightly nutty person that I am, I took Kiddo and Tiny for a two-day adventure to Legoland NY without Seth. (My poor beleaguered husband is a brand new nurse still in his training period in labor and delivery, and doesn’t get vacation time for a while yet). It was a brightly colored blast!Continue reading “Adventures in Legoland”