Monday, March 31, 2014
Blessings of Family
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
When Mom Doesn't Come
Today was another one of those hard ones...
All my kiddos look forward to is another visit with their mom. This morning was no different. They eagerly got ready for their visit this morning; they packed their toys and picked out their favorite outfits. We hurried and loaded up in the car and headed out on the 45 minute drive to the DCFS office. When we pulled up, the kids quickly ran inside and we were met by their caseworker. She explained that she had not heard from mom and wanted me to wait for a few minutes to make sure she arrived. The kids got settled in with the toys and awaited her arrival. When the customary fifteen minutes were up, the caseworker said it was time to go. I explained to the kids that it appeared that their mom might not have been able to get a ride to the visit so we'd have to wait until next week. (Not all lie, not all truth) Essa didn't understand at first, but Little Big Man got very quiet and upset. I couldn't get him to talk until I suggested he write note to his mom to leave with the caseworker in case she came another day. (It also bought another ten minutes of waiting time) This seemed to help because he was able to buy time to wait for her and was able to get his feelings out. The weight of the situation didn't hit Essa until we were in the parking lot walking toward the car. That's when she broke down and cried/screamed for over an hour straight.
Going forward, mom will be required to contact the caseworker and verify she will make it before we drive out. If she misses too often, visits will be cancelled.
Today was a humbling reminder of how blessed I am to have the family life I do and that I am able to raise my birth kids in such a good environment. It is heartbreaking to see kids go through all this muck, it's not fair either. I wish I could make it all better. I'm thankful for the Friend magazine this month (https://www.lds.org/friend) it teaches kids about the atonement and that Christ has already carried their burdens and that he'll be there to comfort them. What a blessing His atonement is. I am grateful these kids get to learn at such a young age of Christ's love and how amazing it is to be encircled by it.
I didn't know foster care would be such an amazing testimony builder.
Saturday, March 22, 2014
Lifebooks
My saddest birthday was when I turned :_____ We (who what when where why how)
-Other Birthday memories are: _______
-In first grade I went to school at: ____my teacher was: _____, My favorite part was: _____ my worst part was: _____ my best friend was: ______ I lived: ____, my favorite subject was:____
-In second grade I went to school at: ____my teacher was: _____, My favorite part was: _____ my worst part was: _____ my best friend was: ______ I lived:___ my favorite subject was: _____
My goals are:
How to reach my goals are:
My next step
My dream for myself is:
My brother is important to me because…
We like to____
Words that describe my brother are
My favorite memory with him are
This person is important to me because…
We like to____
Words that describe this person are
My favorite memory with him is
-her name is
-she was (age) when I was born
-things that are great about her are
-things I miss about her
-the reason I can’t live with her is
-my wish for her is
-If I could tell her anything I would tell her…
-his name is
-he was (age) when I was born
-things that are great about him are
-things I miss about him
-the reason I can’t live with him is
-my wish for him is
-If I could tell her anything I would tell him…
-her name is
-she was (age) when I was born (she was busy doing…)
-things that are great about her are
-I like living with her because
-my wish for her is
-If I could tell her anything I would tell her…
-his name is
-his was (age) when I was born(he was busy doing…)
-things that are great about him are
-I like living with her because
-my wish for him is
-If I could tell him anything I would tell her…
-my wish for myself right now
-My wish for myself in the future
-My wish for the world is
-My wish for my family is
If you could hear my thoughts you would know I….like, love, miss, wish, pray for, am afraid of, happy when, sad when, cry when
If you could see inside my hear you would see that I love….that ____broke it, that ____ is healing it, that I feel ____about myself
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Life After Visits
11 And it came to pass that he commanded that their little children should be brought.
12 So they brought their little children and set them down upon the ground round about him, and Jesus stood in the midst; and the multitude gave way till they had all been brought unto him.
13 And it came to pass that when they had all been brought, and Jesus stood in the midst, he commanded the multitude that they should kneel down upon the ground.
19 And it came to pass that Jesus spake unto them, and bade them arise.
20 And they arose from the earth, and he said unto them: Blessed are ye because of your faith. And now behold, my joy is full.
21 And when he had said these words, he wept, and the multitude bare record of it, and he took their little children, one by one, and blessed them, and prayed unto the Father for them.
22 And when he had done this he wept again;
23 And he spake unto the multitude, and said unto them: Behold your little ones.
24 And as they looked to behold they cast their eyes towards heaven, and they saw the heavens open, and they saw angels descending out of heaven as it were in the midst of fire; and they came down and encircled those little ones about, and they were encircled about with fire; and the angels did minister unto them.
25 And the multitude did see and hear and bear record; and they know that their record is true for they all of them did see and hear, every man for himself;
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Court
So today was the first court date since we got the kids and let me just say what an adventure.
First of all, the kids were asked to be there which was...interesting. They were actually pretty good when you consider that it was a new place with a lot going on. The judge was very strict with mom and stressed the importance of her completing these MANY tasks, like parenting class, so as far as that goes, court was good. In fact, afterwards mom pulled me aside and thanked me for loving and taking care of her kids since she cannot. That woman loves her babies, she just is in such a hard place right now. I think she wants to want the white picket fence life but had no clue how to get there and honestly, I think she believes its too far away to be attainable.
But with all good comes the not so good...
Mom appeared to be on some type of substance whether that be alcohol or drugs both during court and at the kids visit a few hours following court. There are times when it seems like we're protecting the mom's rights more than the kids, that's not really the case, just perception.
The other crappy part about court was how I was treated by the judge... I was told before court that the kids would come in, talk to the judge and then be excused while adult topics were discussed. Instead, they about all of the adult stuff with the kids sitting there. So, when the judge asked me if I had concerns I asked if the kids could leave the room because it was a lot for them to hear. She gave me some big lecture about how some kids struggle with court but they seem to be fine and she needed to talk to them. I said I understood but misunderstood and thought they'd be able to leave for adult topics. She was very rude and demeaning to me and I felt about two inches tall. It's really not fair that I get to turn my life upside down and do EVERYTHING for these kids and be treated like some dumb person. I respect her, her job and her judgement, that's how court works. I'd just really appreciate some respect back. I've given a lot to help these kids and I know them a ton better than she does. And I know that they internalize everything they hear, and they in fact were nervous about court and they don't need to hear how far behind their peers they are and that so far, their mom has made no effort to get them back.
You know how police officers have to experience what it's like to be hit by everything they carry, like the pepper spray so they know what it's like and what to expect? Maybe family court judges should have to have one round of foster kids in their home so they can have some empathy...just sayin. (Just the ones who need a little extra help....I have heard that there are some AWESOME judges that my fellow foster people have had, hats off to them!!) I feel like I've been hit by a pepper spray bomb.
They are little, my request was not crazy...I'm starting to wonder if I'm the only one who really cares with my whole heart.
After all of that, they got to go have a chunk of hair cut out of their heads to be tested! Wow.