This was an odd situation for us; we felt grief as we were looking at the babies and children much like the way you would select a puppy from a litter.  It didn’t feel right, and yet all of these children needed a home.  The worker would hand us a child to hold and then through an interpreter tell the name and explain the situation.  It was heartbreaking to think this was someone’s child and I was holding him or her as though they were mine to keep, or not!   We had so many mixed emotions and could see later why the “system” has boundaries to avoid this type of interaction.

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