5.18.2009

bitter about baby-sitters

"Get a baby-sitter." they say, these mothers of home-grown children. "Get a baby-sitter." they say, as they extol the merits of the sanity break, defend the expense, and make me want to weep.

Baby-sitters are one of the key areas in which -- in our experience -- what works for home-grown kids, most dreadfully does not work for post-institutional kids, at least not for our eldest.

Dandy had nearly 7 years of care-givers that were staff, care-givers that rotate on-and-off shift, that may or may not be emotionally invested in the children they looked after, and that can be angered, disappointed, deceived, and manipulated with no lasting effects.

Then he got us and (big surprise) treated us as paid staff that can be angered, disappointed, deceived, and manipulated with no lasting effects. It is really really hard for him to understand, much less live out, the difference between an orphanage-living arrangement and a family-living arrangement. Putting him into the care of others sets him right back to orphanage-mode. And why not? He had 6 highly formative years of that, and only 2.5 years of this.

This is why we home-school, because the institutional setting of school triggers anti-family behavior patterns. The same anti-family behavior patterns that are triggered by spending time with a paid care-giver that most likely is not emotionally invested in the children, and that can be angered, disappointed, deceived, and manipulated with no lasting effects.

In fact, manipulating and deceiving the care-giver is one of the favorite ways to pass the time. "So what?" you may ask. "Let him torment the sitter, pay her well, and move on." The problem is that Dandy sees us as merely the next shift and it takes a vast amount of time and energy and tears and gnashing of teeth to re-settle him into family mode.

You may wonder then why we just enrolled them in public school. Because the school will look after them when I can't and we have no other options.


I would love to hire a baby-sitter. I would love to not feel so trapped and alone. I would love to have that be a healthy option for our family. I envy those of you with emotionally normal kids that can handle this basic tool of parenting. It's just not a tool that we get to use yet.

~Suzanne


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9 new & improved comments:

Heather said...

If it is any comfort whatesoever we don't use babysitters, ever, and our 3 kids are homebrewed. In our case it is due to several health problems that babysitters just don't have time to learn or get. Even things like Sunday School and VBS are tricky and we avoid them.

I can certainly understand why it would be hard and I so wish we were nearby and could help out, even if just for an afternoon or being on hand to listen.

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Heidi Saxton - EMN said...

Suzanne: When we got our kids, we had no extended family around and so one of our coping mechanisms was a "mother's helper" who would come in while I was home, and play with the kids so I could nap or shower for an hour. It made a world of difference at times when I most desperately needed it.

Suzanne said...

Now that's a good idea. I would still be on-site to help Dandy remember
that he belongs to someone.
I do have extended family around, but they have other priorities.

Heidi Saxton - EMN said...

I understand that. We were in the same situation. The family who cared lived over a thousand miles away.
We spent almost the entire stipend we received from the state in supplemental care of this kind. I had three special needs siblings, and I truly believe it’s what allowed me to stay relatively sane.
Praying for you!
Heidi

DAD said...

Read it all - keep up the good work - "progress can only be made into a resisting material"
c.s.l.

Jenny said...

ouch. I'm sorry I made you weep. However I still think that after 2.5 years he knows who his mother and father are enough to readjust after an hour or two apart. In essence that is what you are practicing now each day, right? If you have to peel mama off the bathroom floor because she is so worn and frazzled and down and sick (I speak from my own life), that's not helping anybody. A sick mama makes for a sick family. It's organic gardening: if you don't take care of the soil, the plants won't grow. Hugs!

Suzanne said...

Well, you would think a kid would know this, but it is not so easy. And
yes, that is what we are doing now, reluctantly and with a great deal of
trepidation and only because we didn't see an alternative. Maybe that is
your point. That if I am sobbing in the bathroom we don't have a choice.
Good point.

Linda said...

We adopted a related child at 7 1/2 yrs. She lied and shoplifted no matter how much money she had. Usual consequences and rewards did not work with her. We approached lying by not backing her into a corner where a lie was her defense. For example she coerced a 6 yr. old to give up her her desert from her lunchbox while waiting for the bus. The gir's mom told me. I told our daughter, "Jenny's mom came to see me about a problem with her lunch. Would you tell me about it?" She admitted she took the girls treats. When I asked her what the girl thought would happen if she refused our daughter said, "I'd take her whole lunch."

We had a teaching time. It turned out she was hungry until she arrived at school for the hot breakfast. We required her to eat at home. She could have the hot lunch she liked, but she no longer arrived at the corner hungry. She apologized to the younger girl and did not repeat her actions.

Our state had liberal laws about runaways. A child can leave for just about any reason. Our biokids were 1 and 3 yrs younger. We did our best, even though we were not her custodial parents after age 14.

About sitters: Use care. Our daughter played out events done to her before she came to us. One way was sexually with her sibs from the first sitter. Someone told so we could deal with the issue.

She grew up her last few years with an excellent foster family where she was "their best." That agreed with her. She graduated HS, married and was killed in an auto accident within her last year.

We felt terrible guilt and shame about not doing better. We know that she met the Lord while with us and we felt better. We know we'll see her again.

The eternal and our attempts at training have got to be more important than our feeling successful in raising her to adulthood by ourselves. Even our biokids needed the love and input from other adults who built into their lives things they had and chose to freely give.

Our biokids are married with 8+ children so far. Two are expecting in 2010. We rejoice and live in our wonderful world of grandparenting.

My advice is to look long range. Eternal is all important. Adopted kids need to know God's special love for them. They often carry guilt for sins done to them. Experiencing forgiveness is especially important for them. Not all our parenting felt successful, even with biokids, but our other 3 turned out extremely well, despite our difficult years of adoption and turmoil. For me the difficult years showed me a view of myself that was far from what I'd seen before. I too experienced God's healing touch and forgiveness even years later. Believing our God works all things for our good when we love Him is foundational.

Suzanne said...

Linda THANK YOU SO MUCH. You blessed me with your comments. Especially this part: "For me the difficult years showed me a view of myself that was far from what I'd seen before. I too experienced God's healing touch and forgiveness even years later. Believing our God works all things for our good when we love Him is foundational." I hate who I have become.

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I am the wife of a man I call My Gift from a Generous God. I am mama to two lovely children, Dandy and Chickadee that became ours in September 2006 in a court-room in Siberia. I am the daughter of two people whom I love and admire. One of them, my dad, is a new (Dec 06) paraplegic.

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