So we did that state approved Foster orientation meeting. Sat through 1.5 hours of the lady telling us all about the devil children and trying to make us scared. She made us say, "There ain't no such thing as the Gerber baby here." She was hell bound to frighten us out of foster adoption. We endured, we pushed through, we filled out the paperwork and held our breath for the phone call that told us all about when we can start our classes to get licensed.
That phone call did NOT come. Instead we got a call that went like this:
Me: Hello! So glad you called.
Dream dashing state lady: Hi, after careful review of your application we are declining to license you.
Me: silence
Dream dashing state lady: It's nothing bad or wrong...we just aren't licensing for children 0 to 5 at the moment.
Me: Oh...
Dream dashing state lady: We are only licensing for the harder to place older children. The tougher cases.
Me: Oh...
Dream dashing state lady: I will be happy to send you information for private adoption agencies in the area.
Me: Okay. (exchanged information)
After I hung up I freaked out. Seriously, the state wont even have us. Grrrr doesn't even adequately express my frustration. The next day I called a private adoption agency to seek information on getting licensed through them. It has been over a week and still haven't heard back.
I hear and see so many people with young children they adopted through foster care. The state is begging people to help out, and apparently we aren't gonna make the cut because we want a young child????
I think being a turtle is not going to suit me in this progress. I need to develop lioness like qualities.
