Vicki Hi. My name is Vicki, I'm 42 and live about an hour from St. Louis,
Missouri. I have a 19 yr. old bio son whom I parented pretty much on my own for 10 yrs. I
remarried in 1993 to a wonderful man who had no children and wanted them desperately. We
tried for 5 yrs. and the fertility doctor could find no reason why we weren't getting
pregnant. Just when the next option seemed to be artificial insemination, we just decided
not to proceed. We were so involved with our church and our bus ministry (picking up kids
on church bus; visiting them on Saturday to make sure there were coming on Sunday - the
kids whose parents don't come to church and pretty much just use us as a babysitter). We
figured the "bus kids" would be "our kids". I didn't know how true
that would become until a couple of years later. We had been in our new home about a year
when at 39 yrs. old I finally conceived. Our precious little baby boy, Paul, was born in
1997 to the proudest Mom, Dad and 16 yr. old brother you can imagine. Having another
infant after 16 yrs. really took it's toll on me emotioinally, especially since my husband
travels and I'm doing this all alone during the week. When Paulwas 9 months old, Renee's
grandmother ("Mom" to her) died of cancer. Grandpa was distraught and not
getting any younger and wanted Renee' to have a home with a mother and father, so here we
are....... She was 5 yrs. old almost 6 when she came to live with us. At church, she was
this sweet, adorable, shy little girl. I had absolutely no idea what we were in for. On
her first visit she tormented the baby for 3 days before I figured out what was going on.
It didn't take me long to realize I couldn't leave them alone together. My husband was
gone this weekend so I was concerned he would think I was crazy when I told him what I
suspected. I was so relieved when he told me he thought he had noticed some disturbing
behavior as well. I knew something was VERY wrong, so I went to the book store and found
Dr. Keck's book, "Adopting the Hurt Child". I thought he had written the book
about her. Ours was a private adoption (family to family), so had no knowledge of adoption
subsidies. I was just waiting until the adoption was final, so she would be covered on our
insurance to get her/us some help. Of course, they're only going to cover a $1000.00.
After 2 yrs. of wondering if we just had a personality clash or if I just couldn't deal
with having another woman(?) in the house of if I was just expecting too much (in general,
wondering if I was the crazy one) we finally got help, but not before I started on
antidepressants. Once I realized her problem seemed to be attachment disorder, I started
searching the web for help. I found this website and others and started reading all the
information I could. One of the mothers even helped me find a therapist here in our area.
Prior to that, the closest one was 2-3 hrs. away. Oh, we had done some counseling set up
through the school. We went 6 weeks and that was a waste of time. He thought everything
was just fine. I spoke to a counselor even closer to home and she knew nothing of what I
was talking about and she supposedly works with adopted children all of the time.
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