Loving a Life of Biblical Womanhood
I was really upset about this email, because Scott turns 7 in July. We purposefully red-shirted him and started him in Kindergarten when was already 6. What I read when I read this was that they were considering retention. I said something to a friend who has a middle schooler with Aspergers, and she said, “Call and ARC meeting.”
I spent quite a bit of time developing a menu for them for the week. Kaylee is more than capable in the kitchen, but cooking one meal a week versus cooking for a week straight are two different things entirely – especially when you’re a 16-year-old. kaylee menuShe and I worked together to create a menu that wouldn’t overwhelm her…and I made a few concessions that I wouldn’t make for myself. For instance, I bought spaghetti noodles, where I would make my own pasta. And, I bought some organic boxed mac & cheese and some organic tater tots to go with hot dog night. But, for the most part, the menu is homemade, real food.
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This guy didn’t fit in there. His hair was too long, his clothes were too wrong, and his attitude didn’t fit. I blew him off, and I guess he didn’t like it. At some point, somehow, he cornered me and dragged me into an empty room.
And he raped me.
I’ll spare you the horrific details. At some point, he choked me. Years later I realized that I passed out for a space of time. When I could breathe again, I thought he’d kill me, but something stopped him. I had bruises on my neck for days and wore every turtle necked sweater I owned in an attempt to hide them.
His pediatrician looked at him and did not like the way he acted or looked, so he sent us to the ER for a CT scan. About 5 minutes after I got there (our doctor had called ahead and immediately triaged him and put us in a room), Gregg arrived from his office, and about 5 minutes later, our pastor arrived. He annointed Scott with oil and prayed over him. (I love our pastor.) Scott was a trooper during the CT scan, even though he was scared. The results were clear – no bleeding on the brain — but he definitely has a concussion.
A follower on my Hallee the Homemaker Facebook page asked me, during my hectic week last week, if I would blog about Kaylee’s birthday party and what I did. The problem is, during party planning, I get immensely busy and don’t stop to take pictures. I have this weird hangup that if I can’t take a picture, then I can’t blog about it because it’s almost like the picture validates what I’ve done. Silly, I know, but nevertheless…
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When I asked Scott what kind of Valentine he wanted for his class party this year, he said he wanted to make a Valentine. I was so happy about that, because I’m all about homemade when I can.
Because I’m making Valentine’s for boys, and not girls, I had a bit of a challenge. So many of the crafts are very feminine – and that just wouldn’t be as much fun for them. I settled on a Smartie Airplane.
Pin ItI KNOW he is a miracle among miracles. I KNOW the fact that he can see, hear, comprehend — those are miracles.
After being open about some issues with him and the problems we’ve had with schools, and the process we’ve gone through and such, I get a lot of inquiries from family, friends, and readers about how he’s doing.
A new phase in our life: dating is about to begin.
I thought I would resist the notion. I assumed there would be some internal denial that this could be happening and that my daughter should not be old enough to go on a date with a boy. But, somehow, I’m kind of excited about this new tide. I’m excited for her. I’m not looking forward to heartbreak and tears, or the kind of pain that only a boy can bring. But I am looking forward to the stress of the right outfit for the right date, talking to her about life, and watching her continue to blossom into adulthood.
We don’t “celebrate” or “observe” Halloween in any respect in our family. We do not believe that Christian-izing any pagan holiday or traditions glorify God in any way. There was a time when we thought we could mix the two, but now we just don’t feel like we can and have it be pleasing to God.
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My mom told me, years ago when Kaylee was just a baby, that there were two areas that a child felt like they had control: eating and sleeping. With everything else, they could not control you or your responses, but for some reason, they feel like they can control food and sleeping.
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