The agency told us they had been severely neglected, possibly abused, definitely exposed to awful stuff.
They were sent to us after a disrupted placement–their foster mother had had enough.
The sole piece of advice they gave us: be consistent, don’t give in to bad behavior.
Not bad advice, but not nearly enough. I am not sure that RAD and fetal alcohol issues are fixable….but if they can be mitigated then caregivers need to nurture.
I am an elementary school teacher– a nurturing type, so I know I tried. The children often did not respond to cuddling, hugs, or carrying the way other children do.
I spent hours carrying them on hikes and I have a rich store of memories of being hit, kicked, punched, and verbally assaulted for no other provocation than carrying them. Most young children have the sense to know that a good, patient Sherpa mama is worth something.
Not these two. A simple hug was never simple.
I think the explanation is that neglected children have a fight or flight instinct that kicks in when it shouldn’t.
Babies need a lot of love, a lot of cuddle time. Without that their brains get messed up–the coldness and hostility of a nurture-deprived babyhood translates to a lot of sturm and drang.
We gotta do better for these wounded souls. But my experience was brutal…
Wish I could have hugged them more.
Oh, E… Hugs hugs hugs to you. Those poor babies’ brains. Now they’re adults. I have nothing profound to add, but wish I did. You loved them the best they were able to accept and more.
You know me…always angling to help the next generation of dragon ‘rents to keep their stuff together and cuddle their progeny.