I have a friend who, pretty much right up until she delivered, wasn’t entirely sure about the whole becoming a mother thing. She took to it fine, and is a great mom with awesome kids,  but until she actually became a parent she wasn’t a big fan of children and didn’t necessarily consider herself mom material.

My sister is the opposite.

If ever there was a girl born to motherhood, it is her. She’s been a caregiver from day one; she started babysitting earlier (and kept at it longer) than anyone I know. As a college student, she collected roommates who needed mothering, and she’s been taking care of all of us in the family for as long as I can remember.

Last fall – as she’s written about here on the blog –  she and my brother-in-law welcomed a baby into their home as foster parents, and she finally got to be mom to an actual baby, instead of, well… everyone. She and Chris both took to it like naturals, and to say Little Man thrived in their care would be an understatement. (I generally referred to him as “baby never-missed-a-meal.”)

Of course, fostering isn’t often a forever situation, and it proved not to be in this case. They’ve known since March that their sweet boy would be leaving, but because the wheels of bureaucracy turn slowly, he was with them until this morning, when he was transitioned to a member of his birth family.

I don’t know how to finish this post; I’ve been trying for a while, and words are just failing me. To say that I am brokenhearted for them, and sad for our whole family – because in addition to becoming their beloved son, Little Man was also a nephew, a cousin, and a grandson – doesn’t scratch the surface. Come this fall, there will be another baby in their lives, and Eileen will get to be a mom (and Chris a dad) once again, but they – and we – will always have a spot in our hearts for Little Man.

6 thoughts on “Goodbyes

  1. Mom July 23, 2010 / 10:14 pm

    Oh Sarah–beautifully said–“a spot”–a LARGE spot. I am at a loss for words tonight. There are tears on my pillow. God speed Little Man….I hope he is always loved as much as we all have loved on him. And he gave us so much love and many smiles in return.

  2. Sionna July 23, 2010 / 10:32 pm

    God Bless Little Man….he couldn’t have asked for a better start to his life.

  3. Common Loon July 24, 2010 / 10:35 am

    When you have made such an investment in another (and I believe that all of them made very generous investments in each other), I’m not sure that there is an “end.” It’s one of those life-changing BEAUTIFUL gifts that just impacts everyone involved for the rest of life. The daily stuff will now be the responsibility of others, but Little Man, Eileen, & Chris (and everyone) have something bigger and more significant than distance. It’s almost like this post can’t end, it will just no longer have all of the wonderful details that have touched our hearts.

  4. Joanne July 24, 2010 / 2:09 pm

    Oh, Eileen. I’m thinking of you on this hard day. I hope you get to keep in touch and see him grow up, even if from a distance.

  5. Sharon October 9, 2010 / 6:29 pm

    I spent the day with “my first baby” I let go….she was adopted by some wonderful friends along with her sibs. If you ever listen to the wedding song…I Loved Her First” I think we foster parents could change that a wee bit to fit the love we have for our babies we let go. God helps us through it all.

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