Sunday Morning and "The Talk"

It is a cool Sunday morning here. God has bless. blessed us with yet another beautiful fall day. My coffee is hot, sausage is defrosting. It is sausage gravy biscuits for breakfast today.,
Then later, Senior is cranking up the smoker yet again for Ribs. Of course my Mac n Cheese, and a home made peach cobbler...Good lord I must love my family !  : )


I can't stop thinking about a conversation Friday night with our oldest NW. He is the ripe old age of 7 and all ready wise beyond his years.
Halloween week at the boys school is "spirit week" each day is a theme. Tuesday is "Sock it to drugs"-they get to wear crazy socks.
Well, while ND was playing in his bath, and Senior outside by the fire pit. NW asked me "What are drugs".  I had to then go in to detail about the difference between prescriptions we get for being sick, and ones people take for fun. It was difficult explaining the differences. I told him even kids his age might try to offer him the "fun" drugs, or they may go in to mommy and daddy's medicines and bring some to school. I asked: "what would he do if a little friend offered him something" ?
His answer was To tell his teacher. I smiled and told him that is correct. But he elaborated further and said that he would then tell the friend, that he is a not sick and has no reason to take any medicines..
"Good Answer" I told him.  I hope that sentiment continues as he grows.

As good as the conversation went, it left me sad and worried for his and his little brothers future. I am sad because I shouldn't have to be having this conversation with a 7 year old. What has society done to our children?  They shouldn't have to worry about such things in life.
 I still see them both as my little babies, and I know that while they are my babies, they are also growing up into little men. I guess that is the "mother" part of me, wanting to keep them as innocent as I can, for as long as I can. I want them to be allowed to be kids and enjoy all aspects of what being a kid means.

I just hope, like any parent does that Senior and I are preparing them well for the challenges they face as they get older.  And no matter the good job we do, ultimately it will be up to them and the decisions they make. As a wise person once told me:  "we are the ones in charge of our own destiny"

The conversation ended, but I am still left with worry. I talked to Senior about it, who has also promised to talk with both boys on the subject. I am so very thankful for my Senior. No matter what obstacles we have faced during our marriage, the good, the bad and the ugly. We have always kept it together. I am happy that our boys can see their parents showing emotions with each other, hugging and kissing etc. My mother in law ( god rest her soul) once told me the importance of that , she told me so many couples don't, and that its positive for the children to see the love between their moms and dads.  I now think that comment is the root of it all for our society..it all comes down to the family and what kind of family the children have at home.  Family is what shapes our children in to the adults they will turn out to be.

Definantly NOT Mother of the Year.....

This story has been on our local news all weekend. I don't need to have kids for it to sicken me. But since I do have kids I look at them and think "How could she" ? There is a so-called mother of a 6 year old little girl, who thought drugs were more important then her child, so she used the little girl and prostituted her out in exchange for her drugs... Can it get more disgusting then that? How can you be so messed up and so far gone on drugs that your only alternative for a fix, is to prostitute out your baby?
Just because you give birth to a child does not make you a mother. Our babies are ours but for a short time, they are a gift. What we do with them in that short time is our responsibility. When little girls are supposed to be helping mommy cook, playing with barbie dolls,  and dressing up, this little one was having to endure pain and suffering at the hands of her mother and strange men.Most likely she has been permanently damaged and may never have children of her own. I can not imagine the shear horror she went through, no child should EVER have to face that.
  Thinking about it brings out anger, and tears,  even now while writing this, my emotion started to swell up and I had to walk away and take a break. I wish there was a way to reach out to her, and offer a safe place, to soothe her nightmares. To comb her hair and dress her up like little girls deserve. How could the mother think that drugs were worth the damage she has caused. This little one is now in the custody of family members and safe..I beg to ask the question "Where was the family before" ? How could they not see the mother was a crack addict.

My wish for this little angel, who was so abused at the hands of her mother all in the name of drugs, is that she will recover physically, the mental and emotional part will take a long time. I pray she is put in to an environment of nurturing and love, and that when she grows up she will not become what her mother is.
As for the mother, its my wish that she be taken to the farthest reaches of a swamp, strapped to a tree, where no one can hear her screams....