As soon as my husband and I met we knew we wanted to be parents, one way or another. We chose not to go down the medical route after years of trying naturally and what felt like hundreds of tests. We decided to adopt. We attended workshops, as well as meet and greets before deciding which agency to adopt with.
So I’m writing about poo pants. Nice. But actually, in battling this problem for the two years since our daughter came to live with us (she’s 6 now), it reflects some bigger lessons I’ve learnt about adoptive parenting – how our attitude to our children is so influential, the value of fun (yes even with poo!), and needing to see the bigger picture.
Since becoming a mum to our FASD boy, I have become very glass half-empty and people miss the old me. So, for today’s challenge I have decided to set myself a task. I have decided to take the most negative points about FASD in our son and his behaviours and turn them into positives… Or at least try. Sit back. Relax and enjoy.
I started a parenting course a couple of weeks ago. It’s run by Social Services in my local area, and I’ve found it really interesting. It doesn’t take into account any form of disability or mental health issues but I’m sticking with it, as I’ve made some nice connections there. However, a Social Worker made a statement towards to end of a session last week and it’s stuck with me. She said that parenting an, “adoptive, tramatised or disabled child is a thankless task.”
Today, I was having a casual chat with another mum at my son’s school and she asked me the details of his diagnosis. I’ve known this woman for a while, we’ve swapped tips and ideas about many things and she’s very open about her daughter’s condition, so I decided to tell her about FASD. Her response was, “Well you’ve got it easy then.”