Monday, August 25, 2008

Unaware

...this is the word that my oldest son used to describe his knowledge of WHY he was placed in FC. He told the therapists he didnt know why he was placed in foster care and often wondered. Hmmm.

So, we set all three down and told them. We spared some details of abuse because we want that to be known only to the child it happened to, and even this will wait until the child is MUCH older. We talked about the evils of drugs, which is pretty much what led to everything else which landed them in the system.

It was a hard conversation to have, but it went well. S has been so clingy since though. She wants to be hugged constantly. Adam doesnt really understand it. N is thinking, you can see the wheels turning in his head, but says he doesnt have anymore questions. He told us he didnt want to cry about it. Ok.

Afterwards, we went downstairs to the playroom, but some tunes on the jukebox, and played some games. Everyone was a little quiet and singing softly with the songs, like "Across the Universe".

Every so often, S would say how she wished that her birth parents had never done drugs. I can only hope this turns them off from ever wanting to do them. I should be so lucky...

1 comment:

Erin said...

We have had to have a similar conversation...it's rough. But, I think it's important that they know there was a reason. We always say we are so glad that the bp's messed up because we wouldn't have you. :)