The 2 foster kids in my daycare are moving to a new foster home at the end of the week. Their last day of daycare will be this Wednesday. Lots of emotions rolling around right now.
On the one hand, this move needs to happen and has needed to happen for awhile. We all made it to the end of the school year so the 6 year old wouldn't have to change schools for the 3rd time in 1 school year, ditto with daycare for the 4 year old. We made it but it was by the skin of our teeth.
On the other hand, the kids have been with us and the foster family for over 1/2 a year. There are behavioral concerns that the current foster family and my daycare cannot address without outside help, and the state sees no reason to approve that help. We've done what we can but without the additional professional help, we're stuck.
I'm sad to see them go, but at the same time happy because it has been difficult to say the least. I'm upset at the system and their bio parents who are failing them. I'm angry, heartbroken, happy, and feeling guilty all in one. I'm grieving I guess. Grieving for the kids, grieving for the loss.
These kids need help. Things were going well for 4 months, improvements were happening. Then, bio parents spiraled. It started with one parent leaving the state all together, with no plans to come back. A month later the other parent went back to the old lifestyle. Things got worse in a fast hurry. The kids went back to survival mode. Self preservation at all cost. They have remained in that state of self preservation for 2 months, and it's just getting worse.
The whole situation just sucks. This week is going to suck. Sometimes I hate my job.
On the one hand, this move needs to happen and has needed to happen for awhile. We all made it to the end of the school year so the 6 year old wouldn't have to change schools for the 3rd time in 1 school year, ditto with daycare for the 4 year old. We made it but it was by the skin of our teeth.
On the other hand, the kids have been with us and the foster family for over 1/2 a year. There are behavioral concerns that the current foster family and my daycare cannot address without outside help, and the state sees no reason to approve that help. We've done what we can but without the additional professional help, we're stuck.
I'm sad to see them go, but at the same time happy because it has been difficult to say the least. I'm upset at the system and their bio parents who are failing them. I'm angry, heartbroken, happy, and feeling guilty all in one. I'm grieving I guess. Grieving for the kids, grieving for the loss.
These kids need help. Things were going well for 4 months, improvements were happening. Then, bio parents spiraled. It started with one parent leaving the state all together, with no plans to come back. A month later the other parent went back to the old lifestyle. Things got worse in a fast hurry. The kids went back to survival mode. Self preservation at all cost. They have remained in that state of self preservation for 2 months, and it's just getting worse.
The whole situation just sucks. This week is going to suck. Sometimes I hate my job.
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