Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Tractor Please, aka Where's my Stinkin' Papa?

Little Pickel paddled into my bedroom this morning and promptly pronounced, "Tractor Please."

I opened one eye and told him to 1. walk downstairs, 2. get tractor, 3. come back upstairs. (Precise language always helps my little man.)

I heard him shuffle out of the bedroom and hop down the stairs. Okay, so he wasn't exactly hopping, but I can dream right? I was a tad foggy at 5:34 in the morning. He took quite some time downstairs and I could hear him talking to himself, as noise travels far in our small bungalow.

"Mama, where Tractor go?"

"Where her go? Where Tractor?" He entered the bedroom again, this time with a semi truck in his hands. "Mama!!!! Where Tractor?" This time I opened both eyes. There was obviously urgency in his voice. I'm glad I did. I narrowly dodge a hurled semi truck.

I scooped Little Pickel into my arms and held him tightly, making sure his hands and legs were both secure so he could not hit or kick. I held his head tight against my chest to avert head butts and I spoke to him softly, asking him to take a deep breath and then count to ten.

Facilitating Attachment with Little Pickel

Holding Time
We have always practiced Holding Time but only to tame tantrums, as per our attachment therapist, Doris Landry in Michigan. This has been one of the most beneficial parts of our attachment process. You see, Little Pickel is very prone to aggression and tantrums due to biochemical imbalances (which we are now in the process of fixing through the Pfeiffer Treatment Center). But, he also has a lot of anger, Post Traumatic Stress, and anxiety that we have had to deal with. When those kick in the only thing we can do is hold him and calm him.

If we just "let him be" like our physician suggested he would self injure and cause harm to himself, our home, and us. But, if we kept him safe but holding him we kept everyone and everything safe.

Key Phrases
We are not big on social stories because Little Pickel has a hard time paying attention for long periods of time. Instead, we use repetition. He knows key phrases that we find he repeats quite often both to others and to himself.

Some that we use:

  • I love you all the time, everyday
  • Little Pickel Safe
  • Papa Come Home
  • Mama Come Home
  • Papa go work
  • one night night (until papa come home)

Tricks and Tactics
Things we used to facilitate attachment with Little Pickel...a kid who really struggled:
  • Floortime
  • Piggybank, for when Papa came home from work (he travels quite a bit)...this worked great to explain why papa was gone on certain days and why he was home on others (he worked from home and would come upstairs from his office with some money)
  • When he was upset with mama (because he had a hard time getting used to women, as women were the ones who abused him) papa would "sell" me to him. Look how nice mama is to you. She makes you such good food and plays so nice with you. Lets go give her a hug together.
  • Co-sleeping. Not in the same bed but in the same room. This was not something that we really wanted to do but something that was necessary for his security. I nap with him a lot as well.
  • Hibernation. This was essential in the first 6 months, as his over-stimulation was over the top. He could not handle more than 2 people in a room and we even limited him to 1-2 rooms in the house. I remember allowing him the first floor the second day home and he literally ran in circle for an hour - completely ignoring the two other people in the house.
  • Hibernation included extended family.
  • We created in home sensory therapy. Sure, this cost a lot of money in sensory toys but we have them for #2 now.
Sensory Integration and Biomedical intervention

Sensory Integration was key to Little Pickel's development. Not only did the in home therapy help because we were playing all of the time, but he calmed. Additionally, once we started medically and biomedically intervening with hims body chemistry and fixing what was wrong (sleep, ear tubes, heavy metals, yeast, H Pylori, bacteria) he was obviously feeling much better and able to clear his fuzzy head. Sleep, just by itself was a lifesaver.

You can read more about Little Pickel's institutional autism or about the biomedical issues here.
http://www.discussingautism.com
http://adopttwoboys.-biomedical.blogspot.com

Sunday, June 3, 2007

101 Reasons to Adopt

This post is a compilation of reasons to adopt from my adoption friends over at FRUA. Thank you.

"A hundred years from now, it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be different because I was important in the eyes of a child"
-Author Unknown


1. To learn to be a kid again.
2. So I can lose the 15 pounds I gained with adoption #1.
3. Because I always wanted to Adopt Two Boys.

4. Because I have looked into the eyes of an orphan
5. Because I have seen those same eyes sing with joy in such a short time

6. I needed to find my little girl - was I ever shocked that she was in Russia of all places!
7. Because then I got to hear "I love you" from a child on my first Mother's Day.
8. We wanted to share our lives with somebody who didn't have a chance to have a life.
9. Because children are always a blessing
10. We prefer our children potty trained and talking back when they arrive.


11. Because very child deserves a loving family
12. Because every family deserves a child if they want one (or two or...)
13. To fill a hole in your heart. Kids have a way of giving you something unimaginably wonderful to look foward to every day.
14. Getting snuggles and mega-kisses.
15. To re-discover what it's like to experience something for the first time.
16. To make every holiday (especially Christmas) 100000 times better
17. To realize you don't have to give birth to a child to love them with all
your heart
18. to realize that all work and no play really does make you dull
19. to realize that it really is harder than you will ever imagine...and make it through.
20. To see my parents being wonderful grandparents and hear them say "your'e being too hard!"
What is that about")


21. Just because I always wanted to be a Dad...PERIOD.
22. Because I finally am beginning to understand some of the things that go on between me and my sister.
23. Because nothing is as annoying as two brothers bickering - but nothing is sweeter than two brothers helping each other through something tough.
24. Because now his brother has to play fireman 1,000 times in a row (and I can rest).
25. Because now there are two people who understand that the following knock-knock joke is funny: Knock knock. Who's there? Banana. Banana who? Banananananananananana!
26. Because now I can be warm on both sides when I'm watching TV.
27. Because dividing things into fours is much easier than dividing them into 3's.
28. Because now I don't worry so much that my son (either of them) will be all alone again if I'm stupid enough to walk in front of a bus.
29. Because before I adopted my older son, my motivations were entirely selfish - I wanted a child. And after I adopted him, I couldn't forget the faces of the other children waiting.
30. Because I LOVE changing poopy diapers when my son is supposed to be potty trained!


31. Because even though he may have a boo-boo, I love that I am the one he wants comfort from.
32. Because I love giving zerberts on toddler tummies!
33. To take the road less traveled to parenthood. It's full of gifts!
34. To never have a boring, empty, or quiet moment again in our lives! Unless you stay up until midnight.
35. Because People said I shouldn't.
36. Because I don't know what my dog would do if he didn't have someone pulling his tail for the last 5 years.
37. Because people always tell me that my son has my eyes, then we look at each other with that "I know something you don't know" smirk and I say Thank you... I know.
38. Because someone (not knowing I am an adoptive mother) once told my that they believed that infertility was a sign that a person wasn't meant to have children. And I explained to her that that would mean that I wasn't meant to be a mother, and that my son was meant to languish in a Russian orphanage for his young life....She politely apologized.
39. Because I can't remember life without my son
40. Because working on the dossier for our second adoption has reminded me of the equivalence of pregnancy and adoption....Once you see that smiling face, you forget all the pain.


41. Because I have never known such a volume of feeling in my life: joy, frustration, pain, pride, and affection
42. Because how can you love a child more than totally?
43. Because I was meant to be a mother, and they are a more important and more meaningful learning and teaching legacy than anything I could do in my career.
44. So that at the end of the day I can go to sleep knowing I have best job in the world...as mom
45. So I could pass along to a child all the wonderful experiences my parents gave to me
46. To meet the neighbors (who I barely waved to before DD came into my life)
47. To know that a painted seashell is the best Mother's Day present ever
48. So that I could go to Disney movies with a good excuse
49. So I could dance around the living room to loud music and not have a care in the world with my princess
50. The best reason to hear "I love you" everyday from the sweetest little girl I know


51. So I could teach my son to dance on top of my feet.
52. To learn to appreciate so many things I took for granted before...a hug, a kiss, trusting another person...for my baby boy to finally feel safe in this world and know someone loves him.
53. So I could look into a little's girls eyes and see love, hope, a future. That her hug could take away every stress in the world.
54. So I could hold a sleeping baby and simply watch them breathe.
55. So I could learn what AD, RAD, SID, SPD, ADD, ADHD, ODD, PTSD, IA, PI, FAS, IEP and so many others stand for.
56. So I could share my bed with not only my DH and 2 dogs...but a 3 yo and a 5 yo and actually miss getting kicked in the face a few times per night when they decide to sleep in their own beds for a night.
57. To learn that I am so much stronger than I ever thought possible.
58. Because it gives my parents great joy and revenge to see me have a child just like me.
59. Because our family needed a child (Children?) to be complete.
60. Because there is unutterable joy in looking at my child and watching her bloom and knowing she belongs here with us.


61. Because Play-Doh feels sooo good squished in between toes.
62. Because finding your purpose in life and finding the souls you were meant to spend your life with brings a calmness and a center you know you would never have known.
63. Because for once in my life I did something truly great.
64. Because you haven't lived until you've been puked all over and the only thing you can think of is "I'm so glad that I'm here to a take care of him/her when they are sick."
65. Because I was a happy person but I was still not content.
66. Because everytime I tried to abandon and rationalize why "normal" people with healthy children do not go to Russia for a child within days of 9/11, I had no peace.
67. Because I could never look at a child and wonder why he/she was not mine.
68. Because I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I would look back on my life with regret if didn't go through with this.
69. In the end, I was right. Life is doomed for misery if you don't risk love.
70. Because my husband didn't waver.


71. Because I selfishly like being the one my son wants to: kiss his boo-boos, hold his hand till he falls asleep, see all his "tricks" and help around the house. I am also the person who he feels comfortable enough with to push my buttons, throw a fit and act like a real pain - and this give me the bragging right of being his "mommy".
72. Because the "Story of DS" would not be the same without the plane, another plane, a train and a car. Not to mention...the baby who slept between his mommy's legs on the train back to Moscow, Dr. Boris saying he has "Budda belly" and picking up our dogs from the relatives that kept them for the month we were away. Somehow going to the local hospital and giving birth just seems too boring to be told EVERY night.
73. Because there was a child on the other side of the world who looks just like my nephew and acts just like me that we had to meet and bring "home".
74. To bring hope back to couples with infertility issues
75. To bring hope back to orphans who don't know any other way of life

76. No stretch marks
77. Because I love to do mountains of grass stained, mud stained laundry.
78. I needed to catch up on my cartoons.
79. Because I did not want to go through another round of infertility treatments when I knew in my heart that it was not going to work.
80.
Because my 86 year old father is madly in love with his first grandchild.


81.
To wake up with a 3 year olds feet in my face and his face in my feet
82.
Because I just wasn't ready for an empty nest at 40-something when my only biological child was a teenager, driving himself to school
83. Because suddenly when he grew up, my house was way too organized and decorated and "perfect" and that was somehow sad
84. Because I didn't want to get a little dog and dress it up and call it my surrogate kid (like my friend did at 40)
85. Because it had been way too long since I sat on the floor and played with blocks and toys
86. Because just when I could finally afford the really gorgeous expensive girl clothes, I didn't have anyone to buy them for!
87. Ditto for all those cute little dolls and the big fancy dollhouse I'd always wanted to buy!
88. Because I just really, really, really LOVE being a Mom...and I knew there was someone out there who would feel the same way about having me for a Mom again (true!)
89. Because otherwise I would have been a way-too-possessive Grandmother in a few years (Give me that baby!)
90. Because just when I felt pretty confident as a Mom, there was no one to bestow all that expertise upon (and prove me W-R-O-N-G more than a few times!!!)


91. Because who wants to pay the house off early and retire on schedule and selfishly entertain themselves for the next 40 years anyway?
92. So I could watch my son grow into a little boy.
93.
Because being the source of the best tickles on earth is better than any paid job on the planet.
94. Because my daughter needed a daddy, and knew it; while I needed a daughter, and didn't know it.
95.
Because it gives my parents great joy and revenge to see me have a child just like me.
96. Because our family needed a child (Children?) to be complete.
97. Because there is unutterable joy in looking at my child and watching her bloom and knowing she belongs here with us.
98.
Because we wanted to hear the sound of little feet running around the house.
99.
Because we were meant to be a family from the minute they were born.
100.
So that I could learn to give of myself unconditionally...regardless of the response.


101. Because there are an unlimited number of firsts to share with a child, no matter what the age of that child. There is a joy in hearing your child’s first laugh whether it is a baby’s giggle, a toddler’s chuckle, or a child’s chortle. There is a wonder in watching your child’s first step whether it is the wobbly one of a toddler cruising around a table, or the hesitant step of child getting the courage to cross a room to meet you. There is such pride in hearing your child calling you mommy or daddy, whether it is the primitive syllables of an infant or the careful iteration of a child speaking a foreign language. There is trepidation in sending your child to school for the first day, whether that is kindergarten or fourth grade. And there is such melancholy in realizing for the first time how much your child has grown, regardless of the starting point.



Thursday, May 31, 2007

The birthday picture

This has become a conversation topic on Frua so I thought I would explain some of it here, despite the fact that my mother does not like this photo. She would rather I go to Walmart and get a posed picture but that is just not what I want out of this.

The first picture that I ever took of Little Pickel he was looking away from me. He was sitting on my lap and Papa Pickel took the picture. LP refused to look at me because he was scared to death. Wouldn't you be? He had been picked up out of his safe room, carried by a relative stranger, or one that he knew took kids away, and taken to a room with weird people speaking a different language. He was immediately handed to me and I just stared at him with tears brewing in my eyes.

I moved to sit in the social worker's chair and placed LP on my lap. He gazed around the room, his stocky body shaking quietly. He allowed me to hold him but he never looked back at me. Instead he simply sat there as Papa Pickel and I had a conversation about our new son, about the medical records the orphanage had just downloaded to us in less than 30 minutes. But, in our hearts none of his medical issues mattered. Papa Pickel then took his picture.When we returned home I edited it and sent it off to Shutterfly.
for an 8x10. It instantly became LP's baby picture.

On his 3rd birthday I took another picture so I could see the difference one year home had made, as the first picture was taken just before his second birthday. This picture showed LP's happiness. His orphan eyes and malnutrition were gone and he seemed content.
I vowed then to take a picture each year chronically not only his age and facial expressions but his personality and his emotional progress. This is his 4th birthday picture. In this I see his curiosity and mischief.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Dossier He-Double-Hockey-Sticks

I am fuming right now, as our Home Study and Dossier Agency is absolutely HORRID. We started this process in January hoping to have our dossier and home study completed and turned in to the Cradle of Hope by June (at the latest) but that looks like it will NOT happen. The agency doing all of our paperwork is completely incompetent and continues to give us the runaround on our paperwork.

They have:
1. Sent out recommendation letters to friends in Michigan without notifying them that they needed to have them notarized
2. Sent the wrong employee form to Papa Pickel's boss in Wisconsin
3. Did not tell the boss to have it notarized
4. Did not give us all of the paperwork to begin with
5. Not kept up to date with Cradle of Hope and do not know what papers to give us

I could go on and on but that is the gist of it...the biggest part of all of this is that all of those documents have to be notarized here, sent to the Secretary of State, and then to the Guatemalan Consulate. BUT, the Guatemalan Consulate is not always in Illinois...Wisconsin's Consulate is in Washington DC, as is Kentucky's.

Lucky me.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Arkhangelsk Fundraiser


Because my son, Little Pickel lived in Arkhangelsk, Russia for almost 2 years of his life I hold a special place in my heart for the city and for the orphanage, The Regional City Baby Home.

Currently, one of my friends, who adopted 2 boys from there, is hosting a fundraiser to raise money for the baby home and the children.

Please check out the products and purchase something for your little angels or for yourself.





Sunday, May 27, 2007

My Sasha, What's in a Name?


Sasha is Little Pickel's given name...the name given to him by his biological mother, his birth mother and perhaps even his birth father. And despite that and all I know about them, I love his name and I love that my son will still answer to it. That name is one of the only parts of Russia he has left.

When we first met him in April of 2005 we knew his name was Alexander but we were shocked to learn they called him Sasha, as in the US it is used mainly in the feminine form. We were quick to adapt because he was a Sasha...shy yet flirtatious, curious and energetic.


We wanted to keep that special part of him so that he would always know who gave him his name...his birth parents and us. We have always thought (in our hearts) that his birth parents cared enough about him to give him a name before they were forced to relinquish him. We hope that someday he may see it this way as well. So, we changed his middle name and kept the Alexander. But, since he had never been called Alexander we continued to call him Sasha until we returned to the states.

Once he settled in we slowly started transitioning him into his new name by calling him by his new name and by Sasha and then dropping the Sasha. What is interesting is that it bothers me when someone other than Papa Pickel calls him Sasha, as if they are taking something dear to me away; something that is only ours, some little secret that we share.

Now, he answers to Sasha and he answers IMMEDIATELY to Sasha Alexander because he KNOWS he is in trouble then...


Monday, May 21, 2007

Parenting Traumatized Children Conference

Parenting Traumatized Children Conference

August 1-4, 2007

The Elms Resort

Excelsior Springs, MO



Overland Park, KS. The Attachment & Trauma Network (ATN) will be hosting their Parenting Traumatized Children Conference August 1-4, 2007 at The Elms Resort in Excelsior Springs, MO (just outside of Kansas City). The conference will focus on the unique needs of children who have been traumatized through abuse, neglect, abandonment or illness. Over 20 workshops will cover a variety of interventions, treatments, techniques and aspects of parenting traumatized children. Parents, adoption professionals, social workers, therapists, educators and anyone working with foster and adoptive parents are encouraged to attend. Keynote speakers include Dr. Foster Cline, cofounder of the Love & Logic Institute, therapist, and author; Dr. Katharine Leslie, attachment and trauma therapist and author; and Nancy Ashe, adult adoptee and editor of Adoption.com website.



Workshop topics include: Post-adoptive issues for families adopting internationally; the role of shame in attachment disorder; school issues with traumatized children; sensory integration and attachment; nutritional strategies; and adjunct therapies such as neurofeedback, EMDR, and biomedical interventions. CEUs will be available.



New this year is three day-long pre-conference workshops on Wednesday, August 1. The topics/presenters are:

· Foster Cline, MD presenting Parenting with Love & Logic;

· Deborah Hage, MSW, presenting Parenting with Pizzazz; and

· Phillip DeMio, MD with Dawn Rossi & Lisa Porter presenting Biomedical Interventions for Traumatized Children.

All pre-conference workshops are $100 each. CEUs are also available for these workshops.



Early bird registration is only $300 for ATN members; $335 for nonmembers and runs through June 1, 2007. Special pricing for spouses or for single day conference attendance is available. Registration can be completed on-line at www.radzebra.org/conference.htm. Reservations at The Elms can be made by contacting the resort directly, 800-843-3567 or at www.elmsresort.com. Room rates are $99 per night, single or double occupancy. Mention the Attachment Disorder Network conference when reserving your room.



ATN was founded in Kansas City over a decade ago as the Attachment Disorder Network. On April 1, the organization's name changed to Attachment & Trauma Network (ATN) to better reflect the growing knowledge that early childhood trauma has profound effects on a person's ability to develop attachments and healthy relationships. ATN serves the expressed need of families searching for resources, education and support about Attachment Disorder, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder and related anxiety issues in children who have been abused, neglected or mistreated. ATN provides parents, therapists and adoption professionals with information about attachment disorder, therapeutic parenting and support, and interventions for families struggling with the challenges of parenting abused and neglected children. ATN's membership has grown from a small local/regional support group to an international organization providing listservs, training opportunities, a crisis phone line, advocacy activities and a bimonthly newsletter, Hoofbeats. To find out more about this nonprofit service organization staffed by parent volunteers, please visit www.radzebra.org or call us at 913-440-0306.