Becoming a parent usually happens over time. It starts with a positive pregnancy test, gives you nine months of doctor’s visits, lamaze classes and more advice than you know what to do with, and then someone hands you a bundled up human being who will learn right along with you. Unless you decide to do foster care, with no prior parenting knowledge. In our case, we were handed a three month old who slept through the night (lies!) and a three year old who bounced off the walls. And their sister was just a little person in another county, not remotely entering the four walls of our world.
Ten months later, here we are, foster parents to three siblings who surprise us every day.
Excuse me, family of 5, coming through!