21 July 2009Lynn Owens ~ 1 Comment

Shhh…. Daddy Doesn’t know

It’s a 5 hour round trip drive to our attachment therapist, and since the sessions are held in the middle of a work day I have not been a part of the bi-weekly trips. Last week that all changed. I was able to get away from work for the day for a marathon trip of [...]

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05 May 2009Jennie Owens ~ 3 Comments

“If SHE were my mommy…”

Mommy shopping.  One of the joys of parenting wounded children.  For these kids, the grass is ALWAYS greener on the the other side.  That’s the way all of us think from time to time, but for these kids this way of thinking becomes a way of life.  No matter who they live with, they are [...]

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13 April 2009Jennie Owens ~ 0 Comments

Pain Doesn’t Take a Holiday

Today was Easter (you know, that holiday when, despite what the candy manufacturers would want us to believe, we celebrate the resurrection of our Lord).  Our newest boy’s morning had already started out rough, so our morning began with hushed discussions as to whether or not he could handle going to church.  Wanting him to [...]

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12 April 2009Jennie Owens ~ 0 Comments

Fun is No Longer Fun

I’m learning that, when you are the parent of a wounded child, fun isn’t usually fun anymore. At the very least, fun outings become a great source of anxiety for wounded children. My still-angry child who missed the trip to the pool tries so hard to sabotage any fun due to his anxiety. Fun is just too much for him to handle. I find that, even in the midst of fun, wounded children are still wounded. Most days for us include “therapy.” I can’t seem to get away from it, even when we are supposed to be having fun. Moment by moment, these children are dealing with emotions much to big for them to deal with on their own. So, in the midst of a pool party, I am helping a child work through her anger and jealousy. It is just a normal part of my everyday life to have to say many times throughout the day, “What are you mad about now?” or “Use your words.”

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20 March 2009Lynn Owens ~ 3 Comments

My Son is Trying to Prove We’ll Abandon Him Too

We adopted my 11 year old son in November. Since then he has been trying to be so bad that we’ll change our minds and send him back to a foster family. Its been a rough four months. Tonight I’ll be taking my 3 kids to Seattle for a fun weekend while Jennie hosts a [...]

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