This subject is just around the corner for me. Brody is now 4 years old and is learning at such a fast pace. He’s not asking questions yet, but I know it’s coming. There’s going to be so many questions he’s going to ask me soon. We pray every night to please give JDT above a hug. Brody’s bound to want to know who he is. For my readers who don’t know – we raise our youngest grandchild. He came straight to us from the hospital – we are all he knows. We are his Mommie and Daddy. Hence, Momme…Again Blog was born.
Anyone that has adopted a child, raises their grand kids or another family family, or perhaps are foster parents knows what I’m going through right now. I suppose I’m looking for some insight on the subject. May be cheaper than a therapist, right!!!
I could set here and write a whole page on when, where, why, how to tell your child the true story, but I’m not because I don’t know. I just know it’s been on my mind lately and I want to prepare myself for when the time comes when Brody asks that question “Who’s that man in that picture” or why do my brothers and sister call you Nana and I call you Mommie? I hope I have a good answer. I won’t ever lie, but I don’t dare tell him everything all at once, right?
One reason this has been on my mind is that I over-heard a young teenage girl talking at a table behind us in a restaurant about how she felt when she found out that her daddy wasn’t her “real” daddy. She said she was hurt and sad and mad. I don’t want Brody to be any of those things.
My son died not even four years ago from a drug overdose. See why I wouldn’t tell Brody everything all at once? He’s older siblings don’t even know that yet. How do you tell a child that? When do you tell a child that?
These are all the stages that I will go through being Brody’s Mommie, so I suppose I need to write about it here, after all that’s why this blog exist today. This Mommie…Again is strong and will get through this. My husband is a great supporter and is with me all the way. My son who passed is not his, but Brody is his and he (my husband) is the best daddy in the world!!
Any encouragement would be great but please don’t feel sorry for me. I’m passed that now. Of course I still cry when I think of him and the awful way he passed. It’s such a sad story in its self.
Thank you for listening and caring. Have you or do you know someone who has been through this situation before? If so, I’d love to hear some encouragement.