Dealing with stealing… and various other “issues”

Okay- I surrender.  Help me.

We have had one ROUGH week in this house.

  Last Thursday, the DFACS case worker took our foster daughters to visit with their biological mother and before bringing them home (or sharing the news with me and Ian), told the girls that they would be moving closer to their mom in the next two weeks.  Their mom lives a couple of counties over, about an hour away.  Of course reuniting foster children with their birth parents is always the ultimate goal, but this is a lot of information to digest for three little girls in the back seat of a car.  This means that after six months of living in our home, they will be moving back to another county, with a new foster family (who are perfect strangers to the girls), changing schools for the third time in 6 months, and in a sense, severing the “family” bond they have built with us.  Each child is handling this information very differently.

“Little” (8 years old) is having potty accidents up to three and four times a day- at home, school, daycare, and even  overnight in her sleep.  Before last Thursday, we had 6 EXCELLENT days in a row with no accidents and perfect behavior.  We haven’t ever had a 6 day streak before,  so we felt like we had made a huge break through for the first time. Visitations  usually trigger accidents… so, even though this time is much worse than we have ever seen, we are hoping we can pull her through and help her understand the changes that are going to be happening.

“Big” (13 years old) has been stealing and lying for the last week.  We caught her  going through my purse,  stealing my makeup, iPod, markers, and things that I purchased for my classroom.  The first time this happened, we talked and talked and she wrote me a very nice letter explaining that she was very sorry and she thinks a lot of her behavior is because she is confused and misses her dad like crazy.  She promised that she had learned from this and it would not happen again.  (I was never upset or angry, and honestly, I don’t blame her one bit for acting out- but it still needed to be addressed).  However, last night, she was caught stealing and lying again… and this time I really am at a loss- I do not know what to do.  I went through her backpack after she went to bed last night and found about 15 things that she had taken from around my home. I don’t know how to handle this situation- especially since she will be not be living here for more than a week- it will be impossible to show any type of consistency.

“Middle”  (11 years old), on the other hand, has repeatedly told me that she does not want to move to another house and says that this is the first time in her life that she has ever felt safe.  She got very teary-eyed the other day while we were at Home Depot of all places and told me how much she would miss me.  She is very worried about being closer to the man who physically abused them.  She, despite my efforts to explain to her that this decision truly isn’t up to us, is trying to help me in anyway possible in hopes that she will be able to stay living in my home.  She brings me glasses of water, cleans constantly, etc, even though I keep telling her to go play and have fun and be a kid…

These girls are great kids and it is breaking my heart to see them going through all of these changes with very few people to talk to.  This is the toughest spot I have been in since I became a foster parent.  I don’t know how to help them, how to teach them right from wrong, or even how to reassure them that Ian and I will be in their lives for as long as they want us to be.

Ideas?  Advice?  Help… please!! :/

Last week of freedom :)

I start teaching again one week from today- I cannot believe how fast summer flew by!  I didn’t tell any of my students that I was expecting last school year- so I’m preparing myself for the multitude of comments and questions from my ever-so-curious kids.  Also, when the Headmaster asked if I was pregnant in May, I acted completely offended and asked him why he would say that- he was mortified,  apologized over and over, then scurried off down the hall, red-faced.  Trust me, this is a typical conversation in our professional relationship, however, usually the joke is on me! 😉  (And all of the other teachers and principals are completely aware of baby, and the joke on Mr. B).  I can only imagine what his plan of revenge will entail when I come in to work next Monday.  Whatever it is, it will have been worth it to see that look on his face. 🙂  We have such a great work family, I don’t know how I got that lucky.  And I feel even more fortunate to be able to have Baby be a part of it.

We dropped our foster daughters off at a week long sleep away camp this past weekend.  So, in addition to my last week of summer vacay, we also have  a week all to ourselves! We slept in until 10:30 today!!  First time in MONTHS that I haven’t been wide awake at 7:30.  We have been enjoying it so much already! (Although, even on our “break,” we noticed we are talking about them all the time- wondering what they are doing, if they are having fun at camp, etc).  I can only imagine how hard it will be to drop our own son off at camp for the first time!  🙂

Yesterday was another one of those days where I felt like I could actually see my belly grow!  I told Ian last night that my belly grew a lot during the day, he started laughing and said he noticed the same thing yesterday afternoon, but didn’t think that I would appreciate a comment like that. 🙂  We will post pics soon.