I am running low on sanity now if I had any sanity before I got the littles. I was sitting here trying to reflect, amid the screaming, what my life was like before I got Jane and Jimmy. I was starting to feel sorry for myself for not having any time for just me. That is until I remembered that I was bored a lot of the time. I did a lot of crafting to keep my sanity from the quiet and boredom.
I don’t have time to craft right now, and even if I did, the kids would be in all the stuff. It wouldn’t be worth it. I loved crafting, but I would spend so much money on what I needed then make things. Everyone loved what I made and said I should sell them, but no one wanted to pay the price to buy them. I finally gave up. I would always give things away, and they were costly gifts I was giving.
I can honestly say that even with all the meltdowns, therapies, dirty clothes, children constantly whining and hungry, I would be at a loss without them. I can’t wait until they wake up, and I can’t wait for them to go to bed. I miss them when they are in Preschool but can’t wait to send them back after the weekend. My days are filled with mixed emotions. No wonder I question my sanity.
If you go into Foster care or Adoption, make sure you have a sound support system. I was forced to move away from my support system due to the Camp Fire. I thought I would make new friends in my new area, but I never had time. When the kids went to Preschool, I thought I would get to know other parents, but I am 58, and they are in their 20’s and 30’s. They aren’t interested in having an old lady as a friend. I recently met a lady my age who is raising a four-year-old. We are going through similar things and relate to one another well. Unfortunately, I met her and then decided to move. I am abandoning her just as we started to get to know each other. Lucky for us, we have Social Media and will keep in touch.
I had respite services available but could never find anyone to handle my kids, so I didn’t get away from them unless they were in school. Trust me; I take full advantage of that time. I didn’t have much time away from them when I had my now-grown kids. I think the benefit then, I was much younger.
I am fine, and my sanity comes and goes, but It is mostly good. I am grateful that the kids are keeping me young. I hope that they aren’t too embarrassed when they are older having an elderly mother.
This is very deep and personal…, loved it, thank you for sharing x
Sending love, support and understanding across the miles.
Enjoyed your post. I grew up in foster care 🙂