Can I admit...

Can I admit, that things are hard? That fostering is hard? It is. We have not even hit the 24 hour mark, and things are difficult. There are lots of little issues that I feel confident to deal with, but the hard ones, are the ones that effect my own children. My daughter, is my helper, my sweetie, my worrier, is taking it so hard. Not in the way you would naturally think. She feels so sorry for these sweet children that her empathy has caused tears already three time. But she also feels shame that she is already having a hard time dealing with all the crying that little "T" has been doing lately. I have explained to her that it is normal for him to cry a lot, and to throw fits. I also told her that it is normal for her to feel sorry, and angry, and scared, all at the same time. I feel the same way. She is clinging to me for comfort, and also retreating from realty by sneaking off and putting her nose into a book. Does this scare me? Absolutely. Is it very possible this will all calm down with a few days of good routine and getting to know one another? It's possible. We will see how it goes. All I know now is things are hard. I am praying for strength from our Heavenly Father, for strength in taking care of the least of these, but also taking care of the ones God had entrusted to me. Be praying for us too, will ya?

More to come on this fostering update. I only squeezed this one in because both foster children happen to be sleeping.
Till then.