Monday 25 September 2017

There May Be Trouble Ahead: - The Birthday Conundrum


Everyone loves a birthday; whether it’s your own and your nearest and dearest spoil you rotten, or whether it’s someone else’s and you can spoil them rotten. Birthdays are fun.

 

For Little Miss and Mister Man birthdays aren’t generally fun. Birthdays are massive stress points. Birthdays are a time for worry and anxiety; for bad memories and guilt; and an overarching reminder of every confusing stopping off point in their twisty-turny life so far.

 

The Worry

 

The lead up to a big day often sees an increase in bad behaviour as the kids try to resolve in their heads the difficult paradox of wanting everything but believing they deserve nothing. It’s a paradox that I’m sure most adopted children go through as, rooted at the heart of almost every emotional decision, is the belief that if only they had been better behaved they wouldn’t have been adopted. If they had been better maybe they wouldn't have been neglected. For them, the reality of abuse and neglect is somehow their fault; it was something that they deserved; something that they brought upon themselves. It is important to make sure the child knows that they are not responsible. They won’t believe you, but it does help for them to hear it.

 

The Memories

 

Adopted children have very conflicted memories of happy times. They will remember birthdays with their birth families. Quite often, although not in all cases, special events led to increased amounts of abuse and neglect. The peculiar circumstances around these days can often lead to increased amounts of abuse and neglect and kids will remember a time when a birthday was not a time for celebration but one of misery, disruption and disappointment. These memories are as much a part of the child’s psyche as any other and all we can do as parents is to listen to them if they want to talk and reassure them that whatever happened was not their fault, and they are no longer at risk. They won’t believe you about that either.

 

The Day

 

Little Miss does not like chaos (unless she’s causing it, of course). She likes order and certainty. Given that she has very real and vivid memories of uncertainty and chaos and the negative affect it can have on her life I can fully understand why she hates it so much. It does make surprises difficult though. She loves and hates surprises. She loves the feeling of being surprised but hates the fact that she didn’t know about it; that people were doing something behind her back. Surprise journeys are completely out of the question. They've had too many negative surprise journeys to ever feel positive about getting into a car unless they know where they're going. Unplanned weekends, with their lack of school and long periods of unplanned free-time, are bad enough. Birthdays are about a billion uncertainties more than she’s willing or able to deal with. I hate to think what would happen with a surprise birthday party!

 

Uncertainty is the enemy of a relaxed and stress-free child. This holds for all children, not just adopted ones. Children love routine and certainty and hate chaos and uncertainty. Birthdays, for better or for worse, are a break from that stable routine. The normal daily routine is thrown out of the window and in it’s place is this new and different thing that they don’t know, don’t understand, and in the case of Little Miss especially, have been worrying about for weeks. The best thing to do is to try to structure the day as much as possible; to leave as few things to chance as possible. Write it down. Go through it with them. Let them know what you're planning if something doesn't go wrong. The more planned something is the less chance there is of something prompting a meltdown, but realise that however well planned you are, there is always something that can promote a meltdown.

 

Stress

 

Negotiating around a birthday can be like practicing bomb-disposal on a nest of vipers! A very cute and cuddly nest of vipers, but still! One wrong move and the bomb goes off (or the vipers bite you? To be honest I’m getting confused by my own metaphor here) and what could and should be an enjoyable day turns into an exercise in damage limitation. The stress of feeling like you could cause a meltdown at any moment can lead to parents not dealing with incidents as well as they possibly should. The child stresses the parent and the parent stresses the child. The whole thing is a self-fulfilling prophecy; you expect the meltdown and your expectation contributes towards that meltdown. In these circumstances it’s best to try to remove yourself. It’s as important for parents to practice the same calming techniques we ask of the child. How are they supposed to remain calm if we don’t?

 

Reassurance

 

The most important thing is to empathise and reassure. The most dangerous thing you can say to a child around a big event is to tell them that they’ve ruined it with their behaviour. Imagine how a kid feels to be told that they have ruined Christmas, or a holiday, or a birthday? How much do you think that will contribute to their worry and stress next time one of those events rolls round? Imagine how they feel. Understand how they feel and reassure them that you have enjoyed the day and that it’s been very special, it was them that made it special (because of course it was) and don’t even mention the bad behaviour.

 

When it comes to getting through big event days like birthdays the best thing to do is to make as little fuss of it as the child can deal with. It can feel completely alien to not go over the top, especially in our house, but the children will let us know when they are comfortable enough to do that. In the meantime, we’ll have some nice, quiet, placid birthdays.

I now have a pair of noise cancelling headphones. It’s going to be a very quiet birthday!

Tuesday 19 September 2017

An Open Letter to Little Miss


Dear Little Miss,

 

We see you.

 

We see you hurting and it hurts us. We see the raging anger behind those beautiful eyes and we are angry too. We are not angry at you. We are angry that our Little Miss is so torn up inside and we cannot do anything to help. You have been through so much more than most children ever face in their life. No wonder you are angry. If I had been through what you have been through I would be angry too. It is okay to be angry. In fact, it is right and correct for you to feel angry. Be angry.

 

We see you.

 

We see that you are sad. We see that you are happy that you are sad. You feel sad that you are struggling when you should not. You feel pain which we cannot take away. No wonder you are sad; but, Little Miss, if I had been through what you had been through I would be sad too. It is okay to be sad. In fact, it is right and correct for you to feel sad. Be sad.

 

We see you.

 

We see that you are happy. We see that you are sad that you are happy. We know that you love to laugh and dance and sing. We can see the hurt in you, even as you are doing these things. We know that being happy conflicts you. We know that being happy hurts you. We know that you think you don’t deserve to be happy; but, Little Miss, if I had been through what you had been through I would find being happy difficult too. It is okay to be happy. In fact, it is right and correct for you to feel happy. Be happy.

 

Do you see us?

 

Do you see us angry? We are angry. Angry at the world for treating you this way. Angry that such a beautiful little girl has had so much to deal with in so short a time. Do you see us sad? We are sad. Sad as we watch the tears stream down your face for what feels like the millionth time. We are sad that such a warm, kind and beautiful little girl is hurting so much. We are sad that nothing we do seems to help. Do you see us happy? We are happy. Happy that you came into our life. Happy for the times that you have thrown light into our days and brightened up our home. Happy to be your Mum and Dad.

 

Little Miss, we wouldn’t change a thing about you. All of you is what makes you special. The good and the not-so-good. The light and the shade. We want to help you with the not-so-good. With the shade. Let us help you. Let us in. It doesn’t matter how many times you scream at us until your lungs and throat burn. It doesn’t matter how many times you punch and kick and bite us. It doesn’t matter how many things you destroy. It doesn’t matter how many horrible and horrific things you say. Why doesn’t it matter?

 

It doesn’t matter because we love you, Little Miss.

 

You cannot live your life so torn apart. You cannot continue burying everything until it pops out like a balloon. You need to accept every part of you. The bits you like and the bits that you don’t. The face you show the world and the face you only see in the mirror.

 

You’re only a kid. Most of this will go straight over your head so I will say it as simply as I know how (and you know me, I find it hard to say anything simply).

 

Be angry. Be sad. Be happy.

 

But most of all… Be Little Miss. All of Little Miss.