Our First Night as a Family

I wanted to squeeze in this blog post while the little guy is napping.  We had our first night as a family, and I never want to forget this feeling.  We had to pick up the boys around 11 am, and go to their foster home.  Big J's foster mom was sobbing and taking it really hard.  Big J was going back and forth between I want to stay with "Grandma" and I want to go with "New Mommy and Daddy." The social worker was there, and the foster family had a lot of family members there that wanted to say bye to him.  They were trying to hug him, and he was yelling "Shut Up".  I think it was overwhelming for him, and looking back they maybe shouldn't have had so many people there. He got in the car holding his Daddy's hand, and we left to go get this little bro.

The pick-up for Little J was a little smoother.  Apparently he had been asking for "Dada" all morning.  When we walked in, he ran right up to D! His foster mother was teary, but holding it together.  She said she knew this day would come, but she doesn't think she can take babies anymore.  We loaded up the car for the 2 hr drive home.

Little J napped in the car, but big J did not.  He was a little whiny.  The Nook color has been a lifesaver for the car.  He picked up on how to use it really fast.

We made it home, and the home turned into a toy zone really fast.  The night went well, and it felt good to be a family.  Big J was a little whiny and is definitely a fussy eater.  We will also have to teach sharing a little better.  There is no way they can have separate toys in a house of two boys.  I loved seeing them together, just being normal brothers playing. And fighting.  Big J can be very sweet, and will sometimes (I repeat sometimes) share with him and comfort him if he cries. Before this, their interactions were at supervised visits with their mother in a visitation center or DCF office.  It makes me sad they never lived together, and even played at each other's foster home like normal kids.

I love seeing them with D.  These boys needed a Daddy.  Little J is his little shadow. And Big J loves to find out what he's doing.  There is nothing like seeing your husband be a father. 

I love taking care of them.  I love changing them, helping them when they are sad, cooking for them. We may be in for a hard road once the honeymoon wears off, but for now I am just soaking it in and enjoying it.

We actually had a power outage last night.  Luckily Little J was already sleep.  The power was out for about an hour. We got out the flashlights, read books, and played with the Nook.  J was a little scared, but grabbed his pirate sword and said he would "keep me safe from the monsters." We promised every night would not be like this.

It is another crappy day here, so after lunch we will head to an indoor play place.