Stages In The Parenting Journey Part 1
In 11 days from when I’m writing this, our family is scheduled to launch out on an epic adventure. A 9 to 10 month cross-country RV trip. We are getting final details in place – paperless billing, homeschool supplies set, wardrobes minimized, sizes updated (growing boys – sheesh, all the fall clothes are too small), and so much more.
As I reflect on how this epic adventure came about, I see a great similarity in this actual trip and the process parents of kids with special needs go through in their journey. There are stages in both journeys and they parallel.
I’ve been asked repeatedly if this was something we’ve always wanted to do, planned to do, saved money to do. Uhhh, no. Personally, I always thought it would be amazing and cool, but thought it would never be possible for us because of the expense and upkeep of having a house while also getting an RV and leaving for months on end. And then…
Stage 1 – Shattered Hopes.
We learned our house had mold. Our dream house. The prettiest two acres you’ve ever seen bordered by pine trees giving it privacy, a lovely pond that gives my child, who is allergic to chlorine, a place to swim to his heart’s content, grandma and grandpa next door to love on my boys and for my boys to help them with projects, the most efficiently designed 4 bedroom house with large rooms and double closets I’ve ever laid on eyes with a dream kitchen and custom cabinets, a lovely workshop out back for Jonathan. Organic fruit trees, berries, and my favorite flowers dotted throughout the property. And oh the gorgeous welcome of the tree-lined drive that flowers deep pink in spring. But, I have been struggling with health issues for several years and no doctors were able to figure out what was wrong or how to help me feel better. Through a process of elimination and investigation we learned…mold. In our home and in our church, which doubles as our homeschool co-op building. The two places I spent nearly all of my time. I had become so incredibly sensitive to mold that in order to heal, even after fixing moisture issues and remediating, we knew we’d have to move. No more dream home and property, no more homeschool co-op, no more involvement with our church family at the church building. Crushed plans. Shattered hopes. Loss.
Does that sound familiar to your special needs journey?
When you were pregnant, so many hopes and dreams and plans for who your child might grow up to be. A sweet little girl with silky brown curls and a love of… maybe horses? Maybe rainbows? Maybe a math whiz? Or a bookworm? Who grows to be a teacher, doctor, accountant? Dad walking her down the aisle in her dream wedding dress. A delightful little boy with freckles who scares his sister with surprise frogs, plays fetch with the dog, collects rocks, and delights in watching the garbage truck on Tuesdays. A track runner? A football linebacker? A robotics champion? The possibilities fill your head with dreams and possibilities…but then a vacant stare, not responding to his name, her ultrasound shows an abnormality, a seizure, lost words, flapping hands, a NICU stay – for months, surgeries. A diagnosis.
Life as you dreamed, hoped and planned will never be the same, will never happen. Life will be forever altered. You are crushed. Your dreams are shattered. Your heart is broken. What was will never be again. And what is ahead, you do not know other than that it will be hard.
At this point, you may jump right into action mode, might bury your head in denial (that may be okay, temporarily, it is part of the grief process after all), might get angry – at God, doctors, your spouse, yourself, or just life in general. You and your spouse may react in opposite ways. It’s not uncommon for the wife to jump straight into research while the husband defaults into denial and anger.
Just as we didn’t stay in the stage of Shattered Hopes when we found out that we had to move out of our dream home and leave our church family, this stage is not the end-all be-all in our journey as parents of children impacted by disabilities and special needs. In the upcoming weeks, I will continue to share how our rv adventure compares to our special needs journey and look more closely at the stages that many of us go through.
Written by Sarah McGuire
