You know it’s been a tough couple of days…
when your neighbor calls and asks if you know your 10 year old is laying on the front porch…in the middle of a snow storm.
Yup. We knew. He chose to stay out there for nearly half an hour…in his socks. Thankfully, he had his coat and his robe on. But no shoes. Hubby Person eventually had to go get him.
It’s been that kind of weekend.
My dad, step-mama, and lil’ sis are visiting, which has been wonderful. Unfortunately, Jeremiah has been tantrumming 75% of the waking hours. After a three hour long battle this afternoon, my daddy told his grandson that he will be leaving in the morning and would really like to spend some time with him, so to PLEASE do what he was supposed to. Jeremiah snapped out of it. We’ll see how things go tomorrow morning.
It’s been nerve racking for me to discipline my child with my daddy here. I want to do well in his eyes. I desperately want him to see me as a good mom.
I only slightly lost my temper today…but I did not yell…so that’s an improvement.
We’re having to invest in more locks and alarms. No fun.
Please be praying for us. And if any of you fantastic moms or dads would like to give any tips, especially on stealing and food issues, please do.
Blessings!
Hannah




























































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Sounds oh so familiar. Hang in there!
Marah tanks anytime we sleep in someone else’s house or they sleep in ours. It is so terrifying to have strangers in their vicinity for such long periods, because something bad could happen to them. Doesn’t matter how safe WE know those people are. Our kids’ brains are saying, “Don’t give me that. I’ve seen bad. I’ve experienced bad. I’ve seen people act one way to other adults and another way to me. Your word means nothing to me, and I will do whatever it takes to make myself unappealing and in control of each and every situation.”
In those situations, I give her very little freedom. She does much better when she’s close to one of us (gives her perceived safety). She also is battling the feelings of having an extended family. She doesn’t think she deserves to be loved by so many people. So, why not push them away and get the rejection over with?
So very many things going on in their heads at once during the holidays. Ugh.
For her, it has simply taken a lot of holidays and family events to slowly prove over and over that they also love her no matter what, and they really are safe, etc. It has been a much slower process with extended family, especially when we don’t see them often.
We have also received the phone calls from neighbors, “I didn’t know if you KNEW Marah was walking around in the parking lot of that church, or if she was running away. Thought I should call, just in case!”
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