So I am an open crier. Probably got it from my dad. I don't think this is a DSM verified condition but it should be. Been this way for quite a few years but it seems to flow much more since we had kids. I am going to chalk it up to the fact that once you have kids you are reminded every day that you really aren't cool anymore so you may as well just cry in public as well. Plus it is embarassing to the eldest daughter which is our whole reason for being, right? Being an open crier means attending public events like foster parent conferences are really bad ideas - and that is exactly where we were this weekend. Hope Conference 2017. Wonderful two days, excellent speakers and sessions, but mentally and emotionally draining. The conference itself would be bad enough for my emotional sanity but we added two new placements on Tuesday evening (thanks Ashley) and the week has been a challenge. L will be two in April and toes the line between sweet blonde innocence and absolute stinker. But we have made progress every day. C brings a new experience to our foster journey - physical challenges. But we are up for it...or at least that is what we will keep telling ourselves....when we are awake enough to say it out loud. We have stayed in contact with our last placement (A) and her mom called last night when we were shoving chicken sandwiches in our mouths trying to make it back for the evening session. Allison was letting her know that A may be a little jealous when we see her next (it would be hard to imagine that A would be jealous...). A's mom asked how it was going and Allison mentioned some of the struggles we were having and A's mom responded with "Ms. Allison you have got this, you all are amazing!" Well that definitely didn't help my crying....so cry away.....
