Wanted: One Sister

Aged seven

Named Trinity

I explained to the wonderful man that answered the phone, and with whom I engaged in a conversation about foster care, that The Boy's friend has a sister that fits this description.

"Well, perhaps I should give you the phone number for the local cloning laboratory," he laughed. "We've had a great deal of luck in that department."

I laughed, too.

I used this story merely as a way to break the ice.

I have always felt there was another child out there that needed me. I also realize that I am lucky to have The Boy and it is definitely fulfilling enough if that is the end of the road for me as a parent. I will be fine either way.

I have checked into W.endy's W.onderful Kids. These are the children that have been in the system the longest. They are mostly teenagers.

I have checked into foster care adoption. It is a long road. I am not finished researching this - in fact, I don't think I've even delved beneath the surface. The wonderful man made it clear to me that not many of the kids in his system that would actually be considered for permanent placement would be a good fit for our family due to our own limitations. I really am looking to adopt, not foster. At this time I don't think I am up to the challenge of the roller coaster that comes with waiting for the court to sever parental rights. While I agree with that philosophy, it does not fit with the goal of expanding my family.

And, of course, I have looked into domestic adoption. I told him that I would likely be considered too old for this category. He asked my age and pointed out that he'll find it out anyway, to which I replied, and he said, "Aw, you're just a kid."

I am in love.

Anyway, that's where we are at right now. I do not want to mess with our family dynamics - I feel it's important that The Boy remain the elder child. The Boy insists that he wants an older sister.

"Three year old sisters are a pain," he said to me.

So are six year old boys, at times, I thought.