Monday, October 29, 2012

8 hours later and he is gone

Kristin got a call at 10:00 am on Friday that Baby N would be picked up at 6:00 pm that evening to go live with his grandparents.  We had never met his caseworker (who ended up being nice and had just had a busy week placing other babies) nor were we warned that his grandparents were interested in having him.
We miss him but I know that he is with his brother who is only a year older and his grandparents who fought to get him.  Somehow having a baby balances out having older kids and the disconnect that I sometimes feel with them.  It's hard not to feel connected to a baby when they fall asleep on you, look you in the eye you while you give them a bottle, and depend on you for everything. 
It was an easier weekend without him but I still want another one. 

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