Struggling
Hello out there!
Let me just start off by saying that although I know no one comes here anymore I'm still posting for you. I like to think that one day you will come back and find that I have been here, writing and waiting patiently for your return.
My thoughts and experiences are not the most read worthy or even exciting but I like to have this outlet for those times I NEED to talk to someone, whether they are real or not.
The past couple months have been a whirlwind. Jordyn (my oldest child, 4 year old daughter) smashed her head on the dining room table, she had a huge goose egg and bruise. I was outside when ot happened, anyway to make a long story short, CAS took our children from our care and placed them with my parents for 3 weeks as my husband and I were accused of causing her injury. After 3 long weeks of the kids sleeping in one tiny bedroom and me sleeping on the couch we were able to have them in our care as long as someone lived with us and constantly supervised us. My husband's mother agreed to help us. She lasted 4 days before we found on her boyfriend did hard drugs and was using around our children, his mom knew about the drug use and was okay with it. She decided that as I did not want drugs around my kids she did not want to help us anymore. She called CAS and told them my husband abuses the children and I let him. Next Andrew's sisters said they would help. One lasted 4 days and the other came for the remainder of the supervised period. However, after his mother's call Andrew was asked to leave our home.
Things got more complicated. Andrew left the house at the end of May. I have been a single parent.
I am struggling! I met with my doctor and she assessed me. I had dangerous levels of anxiety and depression, I am now on medication to level out the chemicals.
I love my children so much, I love their curiousity and laughter amd cuteness. But, they are super bad when they want to be and hardly listen to me.
These months have been difficult, parenting is difficult, supporting my family financially alone is difficult. Socializing is difficult.
I know one day it will get better.
Let me just start off by saying that although I know no one comes here anymore I'm still posting for you. I like to think that one day you will come back and find that I have been here, writing and waiting patiently for your return.
My thoughts and experiences are not the most read worthy or even exciting but I like to have this outlet for those times I NEED to talk to someone, whether they are real or not.
The past couple months have been a whirlwind. Jordyn (my oldest child, 4 year old daughter) smashed her head on the dining room table, she had a huge goose egg and bruise. I was outside when ot happened, anyway to make a long story short, CAS took our children from our care and placed them with my parents for 3 weeks as my husband and I were accused of causing her injury. After 3 long weeks of the kids sleeping in one tiny bedroom and me sleeping on the couch we were able to have them in our care as long as someone lived with us and constantly supervised us. My husband's mother agreed to help us. She lasted 4 days before we found on her boyfriend did hard drugs and was using around our children, his mom knew about the drug use and was okay with it. She decided that as I did not want drugs around my kids she did not want to help us anymore. She called CAS and told them my husband abuses the children and I let him. Next Andrew's sisters said they would help. One lasted 4 days and the other came for the remainder of the supervised period. However, after his mother's call Andrew was asked to leave our home.
Things got more complicated. Andrew left the house at the end of May. I have been a single parent.
I am struggling! I met with my doctor and she assessed me. I had dangerous levels of anxiety and depression, I am now on medication to level out the chemicals.
I love my children so much, I love their curiousity and laughter amd cuteness. But, they are super bad when they want to be and hardly listen to me.
These months have been difficult, parenting is difficult, supporting my family financially alone is difficult. Socializing is difficult.
I know one day it will get better.