I've recently fallen into parenthood. I don't exactly know how it happened... I mean I do but I don't. But one day, I was cooking forone. The next day I'm potty training, taking him to a babysitter and tucking a kid to bed. It's all very surreal. Not at all like I expected. I mean, I didn't carry the kid in my womb. I am foster parenting. But I've known Joshua for years (since his birth) It's just so odd. And yet, so normal. I have a routine. I look forward to spending time with him, but I also look forward to bedtime. He has a lot of issues and he misses his mommy. I worry that I won't be able to give him what he needs and I see just how inexperienced I am.... but I'm also happy that he's in my life at least for a little while. I think I'm just in awe. How did this happen again?
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