In her own words:
I’ve never been one of those goochy-goochy-goo baby type people. At all. In fact, those people have always invoked an involuntary eye roll from me. The what-the-hell-are-you-doing-taking-in-a-foster-care-kid-on-your-own question is answered in pieces here, here and here. I was originally interested in fostering the ugly, disabled, older kids that no one wanted- but for some reason social services keeps tossing cute and healthy(ish) babies my way.
I’m not gay (wouldn’t mind if I was) and I haven’t given up on men, marriage or having biological children.
Sometimes I have a boyfriend , sometimes I don’t- if it gets serious, I’ll let you know named Brian. When I’m not heating-up and cooling-down bottles of formula, I work full-time as a psychologist and an adjunct professor.
Perhaps I can inspire a new breed of foster parents? A younger (under 35), more educated, urban, adventurous and socially responsible kind? If there are others out there like me, let’s connect! Actually, I’d love to hear from anyone, foster parents or not.
What are you reading this week?