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Part Three

Part three sucks.
It's the wrecking ball.

In July we were told TPR would be happening.
This isn't a fun thing if you are a bio parent.
This is when they have decided they need to bring it all to the table and it's time to terminate rights.

Just before this time, we were asked about the idea of adopting her brother, that is just a little older than her.
We decided we would have him over. We did one weekend and then the next.
It quickly stopped.
Our agency was told we were being pushy.
We were confused, we got approval for these visits and were asked to consider adopting him.
We stopped immediately and no longer tried to facilitate anymore visits.
We were confused beyond belief.
This confusion was just the beginning of the mayhem that would be happening.

Before the TPR meeting our caseworker came to our house to let us know about the meeting that would be happening. She also told us she had to reach out to an aunt one last time.
This aunt had known about the kids going into care but had accepted a short (6 month to be exact) placement for her job overseas.
We found out the aunt was going to be showing up at this meeting.
We instantly got scared.

In foster care it's reunification first, kinship second.
Foster parent adoption is always last case choice.

We talked to our caseworker and she told us nothing was changing. That the aunt would not want to take on four children and that we were still who she was going to suggest for adoption.

Again in case you don't know, that's another caseworker NO-NO!

The meeting came and went.
And our sweet little life was about to be turned upside down.

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