Being a foster parent is H.A.R.D.! WOW!
And until tonight I have not wanted to say that because I feared people would judge me for getting into this in the first place. But no matter how hard it is, I wouldn't take it away or want it to be different.
What is the hardest part is that bonding with one has been easy while bonding with the other has not. I'm reading a book
The Connected Child by Karyn Purvis. (Our foster care training was based on her work) It is a great book that is helping me really understand what is going on inside the mind of a traumatized little kids. It doesn't make it any easier, but understanding the children helps love them.
Our youngest is soooo easy to love. He is so happy, most of the time and is so eager to please you and hug you and give kisses. He is progressing at such a fast pace. Today I realized that the reason he is so much easier to handle is because his needs are very visual. You can see them. With our little girl, it's not so easy. Her needs are completely emotional and harder to understand. But I'm learning!
Things I've learned so far:
1. Toddlers are so demanding!
I remember when Jakob and Zack were toddlers. They were demanding but I was so depressed that all I wanted to do was to survive each day. I did things with them. I took them to the park and outside to ride bikes and such. But I didn't enjoy a single bit of it. (Oh, the guilt I have over that period to time.)
These 2 new ones that we have...oh wow! The little guy is still learning how to eat. He's having to relearn everything since becoming blind. It's taken him 2 months just to get to where he's at today. And it's more like a 6-9 month old learning to eat. So, we have to be right there, encouraging him and cheering him on as well as teaching and helping him use his utensils. (That just started last night. He's been wanting to eat everything by himself and with utensils) Well, while I'm sitting one chair away from Sister, trying to get brother to eat, sister is crying because she wants me to feed her with her spoon. The other day she wanted me to hand feed her chicken nuggets. (Yes, we're back to using chicken nuggets. It's one thing that little guy would eat well when he came to our home.) While I'm feeding sister, brother decides to throw everything off his high chair and out of his bowls and when I'm trying to feed brother, sister is either throwing a fit or whining that she wants to be fed. That's just meal time. It's like this with just about everything.
2. Being a mom of toddlers is very taxing emotionally, physically AND mentally
I'm so out of it when it these days! I can't tell you what day of the week it is or even what time it is. I can't tell you the last time I put on make up or even washed my hair. My showers are 5 minutes and I wash the necessary areas unless I have a little extra time and then I wash my hair. Shaving...oh dear! Did I really not shave when my boys were toddlers??? I don't remember that. I stay up late just to sit with sister till she falls asleep and then I try to do a little house work or computer time and I get up super early so that I can read my scriptures and a little from the book I mentioned before. At the end of the day, I'm so exhausted! I don't have time to cook. I've only gotten to juice once and I had to stay up late to do it and then saved it for the next day.
3. My boys are more awesome than I ever imagined!
Especially Jakob. I did not know he had it in him to be so kind and caring! They have been so helpful! They get to "babysit" quite often and they are always eager to help play or read book or watch and make sure little brother doesn't run into the wall or corner of table/piano. We had discussions with them about not getting a lot of attention, before the kids came into our home. Once Jakob said, "You can give them all my attention as long as you kiss me goodnight at bed-time". So sweet. Tonight Jakob did tell me that he doesn't like to read to his sister because she wants him to read and read and read. But he does it because he knows she likes it.
4. Girls are so so so very different than boys. And that screaming...oh, I can hardly bare it!
No one could have prepared me for what it would be like to have a little girl in my home! This little 3 year old is fiercely independent (aside from the attention seeking neediness mentioned before) She's so use to doing everything herself and "running the show" and I have a hard time letting go of my need for control. She wants to pick out her own clothes, and that's fine but she doesn't care or understand that it's been in the 20's first thing in the morning or that I need to make sure her teeth are really brushed or she wants to do her own hair and put her own pony tale in (which I'm ok with, if we're not going anywhere) When she's not allowed to do something she wants to do she SCREAMS. She screams when she's hyper too. Oh, it's loud and like fingernails on a chalkboard.
I have no clue how to do her hair. I've joked about it with my friends, a lot, but I was more serious than I think they thought I was. I have one hair style down and that's it. And she 'has to have her hair done' everyday.
5. Good Foster parents are a gift from Heaven!
The foster family that this little girl was in before ours was one home I wish all kids could go to! The foster mom is amazing and has she has a special bond with our little girl. We got to talk to her today. It was a bit sad. Our little girl wants to go back and has been thinking that foster mom was going to come and pick her up. So today foster mom had to explain to her that she's not coming back and that this is her home now. The tears were so big. It was so sad. I've gotten to know this mom and I hope I can be like her! I hope that our little girl will begin to understand what's going on in your life.
6. Abuse happens in all kinds of situations.
Knowing when and why it happened to these kids would be so helpful in understanding their fears! Our little guy has this horrible horrible fear of having his diaper changed. I think that not being able to see is one reason but we try to talk the whole way through it, telling him every little thing we're doing and he still fights as hard as he can to not have it done. And When his sister has done something that she thinks she's going to get in trouble for she runs and hides.
7. Abuse is a horibe, horrible, horrible thing!!!
I understand what it's like to get so frustrated with a baby or a very young toddler that you have to put them in a crib and walk away for a little while, to regroup and regain some patience. What I can't understand is how anyone can get so frustrated that they beat a child to death or near death in our situation. I just don't get it. When Jakob was a baby I was taking parenting classes to finish my degree and I would go home after watching videos of or discussing abuse and I would hold Jakob till he squeezed out of my arms. It made me soooo sooo sad to think that was happening to someone else's baby or child. And it makes my heart sad to look at these two precious little kids and think about it being done to them.