Feeling totally meh about fostering at the moment and wondering what the hell am I doing to my own children.
We have a 17 year old who is making real progress after 18 months with us but I'm really struggling at the moment.
I can cope with the police at our front door at 2am, I can cope with fishing them out of police stations at midnight, and carrying them up the stairs when they come home paralytic but I am really struggling with the affect on my own kids.
I've just finished explaining to my 8 year old that we can't spend Christmas Day with her granny and grandad, because we have to stay home so our young person can spend the day with her Dad, and it has really made me wonder how many more sacrifices can I ask my own children to make
Don't get me wrong, I love fostering and I am so proud of our young person and the progress they've made but I'm just feeling a bit blah about it all at the moment.
Does anyone else feel like this sometimes, or am I just a terrible foster carer who should quit now? - sorry, a bit dramatic woe is me, but I do wonder if I really am the best carer for our YP when I'm feeling so detached from it all