So, it’s my turn now. Not sure what to say but, here goes.
If someone would have told me 7yrs ago when we started down this path that 1. we would still be going down this path 7yrs later and 2. everyday is something really new that there is no way to prepair for what might happen next I think I might have talked Dude into fostering cats.
However, when I look at little Walters face and see that he is really starting to trust us and feel like we are family I am so glad no one did.
Today he had a visit with birth mom. I have to be honest, I dread these days. Not just because the drive sucks and we are always rushed getting there but, because the amount of egg shells I walk on is almost too much. Not because I am afraid of getting hurt but, I know that these days are stressful for Walter and I hate adding to it as I watch his little world being divided. This morning started out a bit rough so, I just figured that it would go down hill from there.
I am glad to say that I was wrong.
When I went to pick him up to head out for the visit he was playing kick ball with a friend. He was in no hurry to leave and asked for 5 more minutes. It seemed weird. But, what was weirder was that on the way down he did not bring his birth mom up once. Usually its “My mom is going to bring me…” or ” Don’t talk to my mom. She does not like you” “My mom has…. and you don’t” But nope. Nothing. Just nice chit chat.
We chatted all the way down and waited 30min for her to show. In the mean time we had a couple of arm wresting competitions and moved on to staring competitions by the time she showed. When she got there we were staring at each other and when she came it he kept playing the game. The reason this melts my heart is that he usually acts like I don’t exist when she gets there (I think I’d be worried if he didn’t). Nope, this time he was like “hi mom” then walked over when we where done(I lost).
BM then went on to show 4d sonograms of her baby and some “glamour” shots of her pregnant self as she ignored Walter trying to show her his pics from a field trip he went on. Then the social worker showed up and they went in for the visit.
When it was over the sw had them say good bye and bm walked out. Walter did not run after her, cry or keep kissing her. Usually we have to prie him off her. We waited a couple of moments and then left. The only thing that he said about it was “Why did you have the sw tell us that we could not walk out together?” (I will get to my issues with this sw another time) I just told him that it was because I know he gets upset and I wanted the visit to end on a good feeling. He was fine with that.
We chatted on the way home and when we got home he ate 4 hot dogs (no buns) 1 grill cheese san 1jello cup and juice then went to bed.
These are the moments that I can his trust in us unfolding right in front of my eyes and we are becoming a family(not bad for only knowing each other for 4 months)
I know it may seem that he might have been”playing” me against his bm. I don’t care if he was. It was a turning point and it felt good. Yes, I am petty but, when it comes to my son I want what is best for him and the best mom for him is me.
Now, I do not pretend to believe that this will last beyond this moment but, I plan to ride this wave as long as I can.
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