Pursuing our calling

So life around the Tucker house is anything but calm. We decided to follow our hearts and become foster parents. This is a dream of mine but I wasn't sure if my husband would be on board or not. Keep in mind we have three little girls of our own. All who are not old enough for school yet. We have a full plate already. Life before this decision was busy. Becoming a foster parent no longer felt like a dream but a noticity. The thought came to me and wouldn't leave. I started feeling like a piece of my heart is missing. A peice of our family is missing, yet I didn't have baby fever, which is odd for me. I wasn't craving or longing for another baby. 

 

 A seed was planted in my heart and was growing. I started looking up foster care programs and making calls. With in a week I was set up with Monroe Harding. I got the call on my way to church on Wednesday night that we were going to start our training that next day. THE NEXT DAY! This dream was no longer a dream, it was real. This is really happening. I was so excited that I passed the gas station I was headed to and almost ran out of gas. Finally pulled up to a gas station and tried to put my card in the receipt printer. I imediately started to panic. This is a three week class that is three days a week. We start tomorrow! Who is going to watch my kids?! Is Jason going to be able to make it to these classes? The class is in Nashville. Can we afford all the extra gas? I started calling and texting. Everything fell into place. We had a babysitter for each day we needed. The schedule fit perfectly with Jason's schedule. The one Saturday we had a class was the one Saturday he had off this month. 

I went from a fairly clear schedule to a calendar that was marked everyday. We have class three days a week. Sunday's I serve at church in life kids, attend a service, and spend the rest of the day with family. Wednesday mornings we have story time at the library and that night I hang out with the awesome kids in life kids while their parents serve in switch (youth). If you have forgotten it's October. October means pumpkin patches, Apple orchids, fall festivals, and Halloween fun. I still have to make sure our girls get to enjoy the season. 

Amazingly I fit everything in. We finished all our classes. Jason and I are CPR certified now. All five of us had physicals and Jason and I have been TB tested. Happy to say we are TB free. We have been finger printed and had back ground checks. With all of this filled out endless paperwork and wrote biographies. I also somehow took the girls twice to the apple orchid, boo at the zoo, booville at Nashville shores, a pumpkin patch, princess make over, a meet and greet with princesses, and out trick or treating. Oh and on top of all of this I've had to get my house ready for our home study. The checklist is three pages long. THREE PAGES!!! Cleaning, organizing donations for "Hand me down love", rearranging rooms, yard work, and even tearing a couch into pieces to get it down stairs. 

To say I'm tired is an understatement. October has been one of the busiest months of my life. I've been going none stop, but I couldn't be happier. I have never felt so blessed. I feel like I've found God's purpose for my family. We have two more home visits this coming week. After that our case will be presented to DCS and they will let us know in within 90 days if we are approved. So hopefully at the beginning of 2016 we will have more children to love. We are beyond excited!