This blog is my place to vent and share resources with other parents of children of trauma. I try to be open and honest about my feelings in order to help others know they are not alone. Therapeutic parenting of adopted teenagers with RAD and other severe mental illnesses and issues (plus "neurotypical" teens) , is not easy, and there are time when I say what I feel... at the moment. We're all human!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Why I've been MIA

Howdy y'all!

Sorry I've been away for so long. I am a moderator on a new website! It's for people involved with Reactive Attachment Disorder (adult survivors, parents, and the "community" - social worker, therapists, caregivers...

It has many forums and a chat board. I've been up past 1am most nights chatting with the founder of the board (that's the only time I can find to do it). It's exciting but exhausting at the same time. Good thing I'm mostly a "stay at home mom right now."

I'm also trying to keep up with "real life."

We're still on hold with Kitty getting in to residential treatment. I think we're just waiting for state funding (I'm going to say once again Thank God for Lisa! If not for her, we wouldn't have gotten residential treatment funding put in our adoption subsidy and would be up the proverbial creek without a paddle). Kitty actually wants to go and is upset at the delay.

Bear got in major trouble on Monday and in searching his room I discovered that he's such a horrible packrat I couldn't even find all the "contraband." So I decided to strip his room. Took me 4 hours, 10 garbage bags (5 trash and 5 "stuff that doesn't belong in his room"), and 10 loads of laundry (or more). I'm removing all the furniture except his bed and a glass desk so it's easier to search next time.

At first I had the littles helping (so I could get it done before he got home), Bob could lift the bed so we could get stuff out of the bed frame, but then Ponito found some soft porn pictures and I decided they needed to let me finish.

You don't even want to know what all else I found! The "good news" is he's such a packrat that he never got rid of all the OTC sleeping meds he's been palming, and he kept the wrapping for the new Trac phone (still haven't found that).

I did "his" bathroom too (also disgusting). It's supposed to be used by all the kids, but no one else will go in there. Had to laugh at some of the stuff I found in the cabinets. Apparently it's been awhile since I "decluttered." I found little plastic barrettes and diapers!

Next is the garage. With the temperatures in the mid-100s though, I'm not looking forward to that.
Still haven't figured out what we're going to do about his birthday this weekend. The 25th is his adoption day too. Thought about waiting until the following weekend, but that's my nephew's 10th birthday. With Bob's birthday last weekend and my niece's a couple of weeks ago, we get birthdayed out.


Miz Kizzle said...

I'm sorry you have to clean in such heat. Especially the garage. It's a chamber of horrors in our house, too.
Why did Bear get in trouble? Dod it have something to do with hiding things he shouldn't have in his room?
I have two teenage sons and I'd be worried about them if they didn't have soft core porn in their rooms! I don't search their stuff but then they haven't done anything to warrant it. Bear needs to shape up. He has a very tough mama watching his every move.

Recovering Noah said...

Hey thanks for the comment on my blog yesterday. I'd stopped by your blog before, but forgot to save it, so I'm glad you commented again. Started following it on blogger.

Looking forward to reading through your techniques and checking out the RAD online site.

Leslie :-)