I'm on a bit of a high at the moment because for about 3 weeks life hasn't been as hard as it usually is, so I'm sure half term will slap me back down to reality at some point but I wanted to ask what I think is quite a niche question.
Is anyone else sick of professionals assuming kids who struggle can't or won't manage some basic childhood experiences, or that we should just let them not participate or make too much of an effort with them even if they find it hard?
I'll preface this with the fact I know everybody's child is different, and has tolerances and abilities. I also agree some children simply cannot do many things, and I know my kids have certain things they cannot even entertain at the moment. This is not about those things or those kids. I get it completely.
But I have spoken with so many therapists and been on so many courses where I feel that we have kind of gone through the looking glass and suddenly it's like the children and parents are portrayed as helpless victims of circumstances and biology, doomed to an eternity of small lives and small worlds.
For example, my eldest kid loves his birthday. I want to say I have no idea why, because it is essentially the time of year when alllllll the traumatic stuff happened, but I think he just really likes parties and presents and the attention on him. He was desperate for the whole class to sing happy birthday to him. of course, he gets a bit weird and shy about it, and I've spoken at length about his reaction to other people's parties (famously drop kicking his brother's cake across the room) but his own birthday? Loves it.
That's partly because we have worked hard at making his parties successful. We do social stories, have them in particular environments (small soft plays we can entirely book out, outside on a farm), we invite the whole nursery class and siblings (particularly older boisterous ones who match his vibe) so that there is a healthy number of people there, we have zero expectations of him to eat, we have the cake relatively soon into the party, we provide inflatable swords so that all the other kids are hyped up and running around so he doesn't stand out, we go to the park the morning before to run off energy, we deploy grandparents into specific roles so that we can set up without him there and they are assigned body guard duty (for the other kids!) and so on and so forth. It isn't easy for us. Our manipulation of the environment and events are as subtle as we can make them, and they take work, but they are successful. He is successful. And with every party he has, we build on the notion that he is successful at his parties. And then we can build on that for other things.
My issue is that when we speak to therapists or course facilitators, they have that deep inhale of breath and go "are you sure it is a good idea?", and I feel like screaming. He loves his birthday party because we do all the things and because he is 5 and because his character and personality means that he loves it. Why should he miss out on a chance to be socially successful? God only knows there are plenty of other times when he isn't. In my head, it's a small social and financial investment for us to make in terms of us getting to know other parents, him being able to speak about it at school, having a relatively typical experience when so much of his life hasn't been typical. Why wouldn't I want to give my child that? And, at the moment, we have the resources available to give him that because we are lucky and privileged. And he can cope with it. There is a cost- sleep has been tricky and he has mainly eaten icing and nachos for the last few days, but he did it. And I feel like I want him to have that if we can. He does find some elements hard, but at the moment, with work and support, he can still do his own birthday successfully. Why shouldn't he get at least that?
It's the same with holidays. Sure, we often have holidays in caravans, eat mainly cereal and travel by ferry because it means we can take the stuff we need. But holidays themselves aren't intrinsically too difficult or distressing for them that it isn't balanced by the excitement of the new experiences. But when I mention that we do take them away, I feel like there is always an element of judgement, like I don't know what I'm doing, or that I'm somehow not knowledgeable about the deeper impact it has on them. But I disagree. Whilst they might end up a bit dysregulated on the odd occasion, it's no more than they would be if they were cooped up in the house. They enjoy going to different places and seeing new stuff. They want to explore. They also need their usual stuff. We work hard to put plans and contingency plans in place, down to the fine details, and because of that, we have worked out how we can give our kids as much of a positive experience as we can. Obviously, it's always a balance. Occasionally we don't get it right. Sometimes it's rubbish and we are sat in a caravan in the pissing rain with angsty kids. But isn't that life sometimes? Sometimes the supermarche in Lille doesn't have the double chocolate cereal, and you end up with a meltdown in the middle of the fridge aisle surrounded by Brie, rather than in the middle of Sainsbury's surrounded by cheddar, but at least the brie is better quality and the wine is much cheaper.
And the impact it has on us as the adults is so often underrated. Ok, so it might just be a caravan in Lille, but hey, we got a holiday and can post dumb things to our insta about wine and cheese because we are in France. Sure, it's just a kids birthday party at the soft play but I got to bake a cute cake and see my kid play with friends and not just the blocks in the therapist waiting room. And those things are important too. I need to see my kids winning at life sometimes. I want to take every opportunity I can to be a typical mum, not just the mum who has to drag her kids out of the school gates as they have meltdown after meltdown.
I just feel like sometimes the professionals we work with find it so easy to say oh it's hard, so you shouldn't do it, rather than oh it's hard, let's find some ways that you can do it with support or strategies. I feel like I'm simultaneously having to justify that I want some facsimile of a normal life with holidays and parties for my kids because don't you know They Are Adopted And They Find It Hard. Well, I'm fat and I find climbing a mountain hard. It doesn't mean that I shouldn't do it every now and again, if only to remind myself that the view is nice. I can stop and have a cup of tea and a breather on the way, and I might need some sturdier than average hiking boots, but I can still bloody do it. And so can my kids, you know?
I'm also aware that things can change, both for the better and for the worse. In 2 years time they might not be able to have parties because they've decked a few too many kids for anyone to want to come. Why not fill up our cup now? We've all missed out on enough, aren't I entitled to greedily soak in as many of their childhood experiences as I possibly can, give them as many moments of happiness and joy as possible, knowing as I do that it might not come around next year? Why is that not a valuable enough reason too?
I've been on the rollercoaster so often that I know the bad times come round often enough, so I want to make the good times count as well. I want professionals to give me good advice, but also not to keep telling me that tedious stability and boring routine are the price my vibrant, beautiful boys should pay for being adopted rather than enabling moments of fairly average childhood brightness. There are so many things my boys can't do that other people take for granted, but whilst they can do some of the things with support, I want them to have them, because I know they might not get to do them in the future. They can't help that, but I can help them now, and I so desperately want to, and I want the people who are helping us to value those things too, and see that the kid deserves a bloody birthday party if he wants it and it isn't the end of the world. It's worth a few nights of (even more) disrupted sleep because he had an absolute blast and didn't completely tank it. I sort of resent that I'm made to feel worried that indulging them where I can in normal childish stuff will somehow damage them irreparably because of their trauma. And I resent that they think I would overplay my hand when we think so deeply about every element and what they can and can't handle. Sleepovers without us? Nope. Going out for a meal? Nope. A different route to school? Nope. Treats on a day that isn't Friday? Nope. We play by the rules for pretty much everything because we have to, because they can't cope. But that means we can save it for stuff like parties and holidays.
Does any of this make sense? I've been riding high on a sugar rush from the fondant icing overload, so I'm possibly also on a sugar comedown. I feel all mixed up, sad my little boy is growing up, excited for all the possibilities he can have and angry that other people are so happy to limit him. If we had followed professionals advice, he would have had no party, or a tiny one with just his grandparents, with brown bread sandwiches and a nice banana for afters. Instead, he got all of his dumb little 5 year old wishes granted, from having a pinata to a ridiculously garish coloured cake whilst running round a soft play. I don't think that makes me a bad person.... does it?