Sunday, April 19, 2009
Isn't it ironic?
One of the great ironies here is that since CPS' involvement in our lives began, quality interaction with my children has greatly decreased. All craft projects ceased, because they make too much mess. Today I would love to sit and play legos and color with the kids (I'm really tempted to do it too!) but I can't because yesterday while I was cleaning the downstairs they trashed their bedrooms again. So we have to spend today upstairs cleaning. I just can't risk having a mess anywhere now. It's actually pretty depressing.
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Maybe you can make it fun for the kids to clean and keep things tidy. I know it is easier said than done. A child's life isn't always play time as they will find this all out as they grow older. Sometimes life stinks and we have NO control anymore. Too, many people think they can do a better job at our life and they have NO clue, at all.
Just hang in there and soon and not soon enough they will be onto someone else's life. Maybe the next person will really need their help or interference. Maybe this will be a blessing in disguise at the end with all of their involvement. I mean with this landlord and her property. The house was trashed way before you moved in there and you tried your best with what you did to fix it up. But the money wasn't there or Tom's time to work on it.
Unfortunately, motivation only seems to work for Leanna right now. I'm still struggling to get the boys to clean at all (any strategies would be welcome!)
So far the only good thing to come out of i was that I got one weekend of help from Tom (and my Mom and sister too, but that's less unusual). Jerry came over to help him haul away a bunch of stuff from the backyard and basement and they painted the kitchen walls and cabinets. When the caseworker stepped into the kitchen he said, Wow! This is a nice kitchen!
Well, it was part of our deal for reduced rent to accept the house as is (which meant that it was dirty and full of other people's stuff) and that we would repair the damages done by earlier occupants in exchange for reduced rent. She didn't get wierd with us until we asked for help with the window that needed to be repaired (then all the sudden we were taking advantage of her and we hadn't done anything to the place, etc. etc.) But I know I wouldn't be thrilled either to find out that this house you'd been trying to get rid of was going to cost you big bucks and if you'd sold it when you said you were going to you wouldn't be out all this money! Right now I'm real glad we didn't buy the place, because we would have to come up with the money for it, and it ain't cheap!!
Steph,
Hi, it"s carolee. I am so sorry for the problems you are presently having. Once CPs gets involed your life becomes nerve racting. I was reading about the kids messing up their bedrooms...Noah will tear up the whole house too at times. One of the things that was very useful to me was using gates between rooms, stairsteps.Of course, he then learned to climb over them but I would stack them one on top of the others.At least that way I
would have at least some confinement.
I also tried putting a small lock on the bedroom doors. One of those that you screw into the door frame. They are cheap and you get several in a package.
I am so sorry you are going through this.
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