Foster Care & adoption

How being a treatment foster mom changed my life – Kid Hero Foster Care and Adoption Blog – Foster Parents Article

One day over coffee, I told my friends that I had just filled out an application to become a treatment foster parent. They looked at me with blank stares and replied, “That’s awesome, but you don’t have a medical background, and you haven’t taken care of someone with medical needs before.”  I gleefully responded, “That’s true! But I am going to learn!”  This passionate attitude has possessed me since the first day I learned how many kids need treatment foster parents in Wisconsin. I knew that I could…

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Why I believe in adoption – Kid Hero Foster Care and Adoption Blog – Foster Parents Article

Although my early years were not like the ordinary or “normal” childhoods that our society is used to hearing about, I thoroughly enjoyed mine. I was adopted by a nice older couple in the Milwaukee’s central city when I was about 3 weeks old. I was born in and adopted from the Milwaukee County Child Welfare System. Eventually, my new parents also adopted another child, who became my brother who I love dearly. I had a wonderful childhood. My father…

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Co-parenting with birth parents – Kid Hero Foster Care and Adoption Blog – Foster Parents Article

Becoming a foster parent comes with many responsibilities. There are the obvious, of course — doctor appointments to get to, therapists to see, meetings with the caseworker, and the biggest of all…parenting a child. One thing that can be overlooked is the co-parenting with the child’s birth parents. When you think of co-parenting, most people think of two birth parents who live separately but are parenting together. That in itself can be a difficult task. Now, imagine parenting a child…

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Giving up perfect – Kid Hero Foster Care and Adoption Blog – Foster Parents Article

When we became foster parents, one of the most daunting parts was the feeling I needed to be perfect. No one ever imposed this on me – it was my own, unrealistic idea. When I think back to our first years of home visits, I can’t help but laugh. Our house was spotless, our kids wore dressy clothes and everyone was wearing a smile. We wanted our social workers to know we were good, competent parents. Somehow, we thought the…

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