The nights were long and he was pretty fussy, but he slept a lot during the day and I was able to be productive. But, I was so tired! Finally, the weekend came and Ryan started helping at night and what a difference that made :o).
I was doing the leg work to find the next place for the baby to go and there were a lot of options, but the best seemed to be a single mom in Livermore who happens to attend our church and wanted to adopt again and also was in need of a placement by the end of the year, so I called her to see if she would be interested and she came over to meet him. She was on board to take him during our vacation and long-term. The social worker came the following week and was not very appreciative that I had solved her problem. Also told me I should have never taken the placement if I didn't want to adopt. Her judgement went on and on and she was very, very rude, but God had a plan I do believe this was it! The new foster mom needed that extra time that we had him to get things in order. The social worker made the process very stressful for us, but in the end, the plan worked and he seems to be on the fast track to be adopted (we both adopted around the same time the first time, but her process was finished in 5 months and ours was over 5 1/2 years, so we were at the most opposite ends of the spectrum and we got a good laugh about that, but it is looking like it might happen this way again for her which is unheard of!!! But, good for her!).
The new foster mom had a trip planned in January and asked if we would take him for the long weekend (she has a 3 1/2 year old and traveling with a newborn just wasn't in the cards). We have had him a few times since and it has been great to be able to support her and give her a breather (I have no idea how she does it night after night!). And, it is awesome for us to be able to see him grow and the kids LOVE him. He is smiling now and much more alert and even Reggie is a fan. I usually have to ask him to take the baby for a few minutes, but he is willing and learning how it all works. Not sure what is next but we are trusting God and hoping it becomes clear when the time is right.
Here's a picture, although it isn't very good because we can't show his face due to privacy. Funny story though, I thought he was a white baby until I changed him at the hospital and noticed his balls were black. I was confused and asked the nurse if they knew his nationality and she said he was african american. I guess they start out light and get darker (he is very dark now).
The cat was not a fan and our house was in disarray!