As a grandparent raising my grandson, there are more responsibilities. Many grandparents/relatives inherit a lot of
parenting challenges. The child(ren) may
be experiencing depression, anxiety, health problems, behavior problems, school
difficulties, aggression, and feelings of anger, rejection, and guilt.
Parenting any child with emotional or behavior issues is
hard enough for any parent, but as a grandparent raising my grandson, it’s more
difficult because there are so many other stressors. There are legal and financial problems,
dealing with difficult feelings about the parent(s), handling grief, isolation,
emotional stress and possibly health concerns because we are older.
Looking back, I received a crash-course in the following:
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Child protection laws
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Filing an Order for Protection
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Applying for state/government assistance –
financial, food stamps, medical assistance
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Finding and paying for daycare so I could keep
working
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Determining if I could handle working fulltime
plus raise my grandson
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Understanding foster care vs. no foster care and
which was best in my situation
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Applying for social security disability for my
grandson
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Learning about special education for my grandson’s
developmental delays
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Understanding his needs as a child who
experienced neglect
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Finding professional counseling
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Locating support groups specifically for kinship
caregivers
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Locating an attorney knowledgeable of kinship
care
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Shifting from a grandparent role to a parent
role
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Handling difficult emotions, such a grieving,
anger, and resentment
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Dealing with my daughter who is an addict
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Dealing with my grandson’s father and his
unwillingness to do what is necessary to raise his son
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Filing police reports against my daughter when
she violated the Order for Protection
When I look at this list, I can see why the first three
years were so difficult for me. There is
a lot to work through, and too often we feel as if we are trying to handle all
these questions and issues alone. I felt
as if I were climbing a huge mountain, with no end in sight.
What helped me was to remember the reason I am raising my
grandson: I love him. Coming back to
that fact helped me to keep going. He is my family, no less important than my
own children. I do not want strangers
raising him, or that he would ever think his family did not care enough about
him to help him. He is worth every
single challenge.
If you are a kinship caregiver, don’t give up. Things do settle down with time.
I am a grandma raising my grandson. It’s all good.
As usual Amy you blog is so true, as you say the first 3years is such a learning curve for us all. It is only when you see it in word form that you realize just the mountains that we have climbed so far - to me those first mountains are the highest.... there are still mountains to climb, but they get smaller with time
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