Peter Mutabazi, aged 35 has planned to have children at the age of 30, but till 35 he didn’t have any. But he accepted it, as he was always hesitant to follow the traditional rules of having a family. While growing up, he has always seen his mother being misuse and treated like a third-class citizen by his father, that’s why he was worried if he would be able to become a good father and so, he decided to make a family in a non-traditional way.
When Peter Mutabazi came to the US, he realized and he can become a dad without getting married. So, he decided to do fostering and meet a little boy or girl. The children also want to receive love and care and find safety at a home. When Peter decided to do fostering, he only knew that he needs to help kids find a stable home while the parents are working hard to provide a better life for the children, and when the parents would be ready to take the responsibility, he would need to give the children back to them.
he understood that his job is not only to foster the kids but to foster the whole family.
For the past ten months, Peter has been fostering a seven-year-old boy, who is one of the trio siblings. He couldn’t take all three siblings at one, so he just took the boy, while his best friend, took the two girls, who is also a foster parent. He said, “I’ve been able to provide respite care for the girls and they’ve seen their brother often.” In the past few months, his foster son has been visiting his parents every weekend, to prepare for his return home. Every Friday night he would visit them and would back on Sunday.
He said, “It was always a joy to see him excited to come back to me. He’d tell me what he missed and everything he did with his parents. I loved seeing him happy, but in the back of my mind I thought about how one of those weekends, he wouldn’t be coming back.” Last week, was the time to take all three children to their home and parents. It was difficult for Peter, a bittersweet, but he gathered all his positivity and let them go.
He said, “It’s been such a joy having them in my home, and it was equally heart-br-eaking to let them go. I went into my room to cry privately at intervals throughout the morning. Eventually I gathered myself, loaded the kids and their belongings into the car, and we began the three-hour drive. The kids told me what they were going to do with their parents, and that they were going to miss me.
They asked me if I was going to visit them one day. I promised them I would.”
When they reached their parents’ home, their parents were excited and happy to see their children. But it also imparted the reality that this was the end of him being a dad to these kids. He said, “They would no longer sh-out out to me when they were hungry. They would no longer run to me for hugs. I was happy to see them having a different life, but beneath my smiles, my heart ached.”
He said, “As I drove away, the tears came flooding. I felt peace knowing I had done some good for this family. I hope our relationship will continue. It is comforting to know I can call or visit, and they may even come to my home for a sleepover. Seeing them together again gives me more drive to foster more children, and to continue to build bridges between myself and their parents. When I return children that I have loved and nurtured as my own, I have to trust their parents will be the best for them. If not, I will always be here, with open arms and heart.”