Late last night I got a call for a 3 month old baby GIRL.  {I know, I know.  I said that when Sprout leaves...we're DONE}  I just couldn't help myself.  Anyway, the on-call worker was telling me all the details and asked if I wanted to have this baby dropped off or did I want to pick her up!?! I told her I'd pick her up cuz I'd have to run up to good ol' Wally*World to get some girly things.  She said she'd call me back when CP*S let her know what was going on.  While I waited I finished up some laundry, got the others in bed and fed Sprout. She called back to say that bio mom was giving C*PS workers a hard time and they weren't sure what was going to happen.  About 30 minutes later I got another call that there wasn't ONE baby but TWO.  The baby girl had a 12 month old 1/2 sibling {a BOY} who needed to be placed with her.  Well, due to lack of space in the car...I had to say no :(  We only have room for ONE more child unless we are willing to take 2 cars everywhere we go...which I'm not.  I told the worker we'd be willing to be an emergency placement or if they could split them up we'd take either {preferably the BOY} but it didn't work out.  She said she'd call me today if she could split them.  I haven't heard from her.  They are running out of rooms in our county :/  we need more foster parents.  Some people only want teens or school aged kids.  I feel that we can adequately handle only babies right now since we've had only toddlers for the past 4 years!!!  Perpetual potty training and time-outs!!! It's amazing the PEACE I had while I was on the phone and while I was waiting for her to call back. I'm glad I was willing. I know that God knows what I can handle and He won't let me carry more than I can.  I have to admit it would have been fun to have 'twins'.                 Maybe next time! :)