For months now I have been putting off posting new blog entries because I was trying to think of a great title for a new blog about foster care and motherhood and traumatized children. I never came up with anything and decided that I should just revisit this one and post here. This first post was written in August as a message to a small group of friends. More to come... At 9:30pm 3 year olds should be fast asleep in a comfortable bed snuggled next to a blankie with a full tummy and an assurance that all is right in their world. Got a call at that time last night from the director of foster care for the county who needs an emergency placement for a 3 yr. old boy. I’ve gotten enough of these calls now to know that most likely this was a drug raid and this little boy is scared, confused, exhausted, most likely hungry and in shock. I have no words for what this does to my heart. I would take them all if I could, every last one. This past week I started helping with two kids whose mom is...