So our attempt to do SOMETHING feels like a whole lot of NOTHING. Yes we know how to properly subdue a violent child without risking jail time or hurting him, but really who cares. Its like having a seminary degree and working at Starbucks. We have actually gotten a couple of calls about "referrals". The cases were so extreme that no social worker in her right mind would have given these kids to two peach-fuzz foster parents like D and me.
After a few months of little to no contact, we are switching agencies. We are waking the sleeping leg! We don't have to take all of our training again, PRAISE GOD! Found out from the new foster people that our agency has only been awarded 2 kids in our area in the last 2 years, which explains a lot.
Meanwhile, Kentucky auditors found 30 foster homes with registered sex offenders. Now I'm feeling really rejected. I may not be Super Mom but I know we are better than a sex offender. Seriously!
Our home visit is Friday. Note to self: wipe the dust off the 5-inch binder of foster curriculum. Shaking that sleepy leg.
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