What do you do...
...when the phone rings, and it's your least favorite social worker in the entire state?
And she tells you that two hours south, there's a new baby alone in an isolette.
And this is your son's half-sibling.
And the birthmom has a history of alcohol abuse during pregnancy.
And there's that nagging mental illness thing.
And Birthmom wasn't exactly pleasant to work with before.
And did I mention there's this little niggling issue of moving to the mission field?
What do you do?