The foster carer

I want to mention Boy H’s foster carer here. I had so many thoughts floating in my head the day she visited that I forgot to write much about her. We were dreading that she’d hate us or that she wouldn’t be so keen on Boy H going to live with a gay couple, and worried that this would have an effect on both whether the local authority went ahead with the match and also on the introductions period. Alas all our fears were unfounded as she really impressed us. When she came over she was very professional in her questions but also warm, friendly and funny. She clearly wanted to make sure that H will be well looked after and we were prepared for the challenges ahead. She also conveyed to us how much she clearly thinks of him and how much she wants him to move on to a good permanent family. As I mentioned at the time, she gave us some pictures of Boy H even though she didn’t have to, and she also gave us her phone number should we have any questions, which I don’t believe she was supposed to do. We were reassured that H has been in a good home whilst in care (and a little intimidated to live up to expectations!) and that intros will be made easier by her and her husband, whom we’ve yet to meet.