My parents kept our home open to foster kids, but their health deteriorated.
AdvertisementWhen my classmates were dreaming of first kisses at 14, I was warming bottles at 3 a.m. and soothing colicky babies.
I was a teenager in my neon green jumpsuit, thrust from foster child to foster mother in the span of a few years.
My parents adopted me when I was 6 years old after fostering me and always kept our home open to four foster children, many with special needs.
I'm child-free by choiceI'm not a mother in the traditional sense.
Persons:
Benny Goodman, I'm, I've
Organizations:
Nestle