There’s this boy who has my heart. He calls me his mommy. While I might be his mom for this moment, I am not his forever mom.
A few months ago I made a decision. It was hard and heartbreaking. After talking with HJ, I knew it was the choice that had to be made. HJ and little one get along, they like to play, and they love each other. But the bond isn’t what it should be.
I talked with friends who have adopted, and their kids have a different connection then my boys. I talked with parents who made the decision not to adopt, because of the bond between the kids, and realized we fell into that category.
I love little one with all my heart. I know I would be forever happy to be his mom, but I know God has other things in store for him.
Shortly after contemplating this, I met “them”. His perfect forever and ever family. The first time we all met, I cried. I knew it was right. They love him like I do.
For now, I am still his mom. But I know this will end. I can’t say I am ready for it, but I don’t think I ever will be. He will always hold a special place in my heart, and in our home.