Foster Family

New Year With New Family (Literally!)

I haven’t told you because I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but we spent the fall training to become foster parents.

Scott and I have been discussing this on and off for almost a decade now, but I was surprised when I found a random Facebook note I wrote almost five years ago:

FB Note Foster
Obviously, I should’ve played the lottery that year as well.

Talking about something and actually doing it are two very different things but each step fell into place and we were certified at the end of November.

We began preparing for a child (or sibling set!) between 3 and 9 years old. We moved our upstairs study to the dining room and moved our cat assisted living room to our former study and made a beautiful blue and yellow bedroom with the help of our kids and the previous owners who had painted it blue. We even bought a giant yellow fleece blanket because every person in our house has one that matches their bedroom.

Fleece Blanket Collection
We believe in cozy.

We were just about ready to welcome a preK- or elementary-aged child into our home when the axiom we learned in training, “the only predictable thing in foster care is it’s unpredictable,” came true.

Foster Family
Baby hand!

And we ended up with an adorable infant that we were completely unprepared for (except for two kids and two medical degrees – heh).

My husband ran out at 10 p.m. to get a moses basket so the baby could sleep somewhere, and our friends and family dropped off extra baby stuff over the next few days. (THANK YOU!)

I can’t go into specifics about this sweet baby on here, but I hope to write about what being a foster family is like for us. We’re new and the system is confusing, but the love comes easy.

So happy new year to you, to us, and to new adventures! xoxo

Alex Iwashyna

Alex Iwashyna went from a B.A. in philosophy to an M.D. to a SAHM, poet and writer by 30. She spends most of her writing time on, a humor blog (except when it's serious) about her husband fighting zombies, awkward attempts at friendship, and dancing like everyone is watching. She also has a soft spot for culture, politics, and rude Southern people who offend her Yankee sensibilities. She parents 2 elementary-aged children, 1 foster baby, 3 cats, and 1 puppy, who are all Southern but not rude. Yet.

27 thoughts to “New Year With New Family (Literally!)”

  1. I’m so excited to witness your next adventure. I’ve often said I wish you and Scott would adopt me which is really me saying you guys are amazing parents and people. The “system” is lucky to have you.

  2. ALEX! Congratulations. That sweet baby is so lucky to be in your arms, part of your family and life.

    You are an incredible human being, an incredible family.
    Much love to all of you.

  3. YOU ROCK. I am so happy for you! And even more for this baby- what a lucky little one.

    Wow. I hope you can share at least of this journey with us because it’s amazing.

    Admiring you so much.

  4. I do hope you will blog a lot about this. This is something that I too have considered but have so many questions and there is so much unknown so it will be nice to “know” someone who is going/has gone through this..Good luck to your and your family. What a wonderful difference you are making!

    1. Let me know what questions you have! It may even help me to find that fine line between the specifics of this situation and our general journey to becoming (and being) a foster parent.

  5. Oh, Alex. I’m so, so happy for you. I put in soo many hours in 2013 and 2014. Sending much love to you and Scott. <3 In the event I can do anything for you (unlikely, I know), don't hesitate to reach out.

  6. Wow! Congratulations! I hope to be a foster parent one day. I look forward to hearing about the parts of your journey you can share. You have an awesome family 🙂

  7. OMG…Happy 2015 lucky baby…! Alex – Your courage never fails to amaze me… I look forward to reading/hearing more… K-L

  8. Congratulations! And brings back memories – my family took in a foster baby when I was 4. My memories of it are through a 4-year-old lens but they left quite an impression (I thought it was very unfair that he kept getting new toys after visits with his birth mom!). In our case he wasn’t able to return to his birth family and we adopted him – 30+ years ago now. I grew up with a really expansive idea of what family was and what made a family, and for that (and for my brother!) I’m very grateful.

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