Author: Marye Audet

  • When They Are “Different”

    It is much easier to  have cookie cutter children that children who are different. Now, few of the people I know actually have cookie cutter children but some seem to be a little more out of the box than others.

    Children who have autism, aspergers, learning difficulties, touch sensitivities, gifted, or are just plain creative are harder to raise than “average ” kids…whatever they are. It takes more thought, more understanding , more patience, and more prayers that raising a child who is average BUT it is also one of the most rewarding things you will ever do.

    Once you get past the need to explain yourself to everyone you come in contact with.

    Nick

    Although I have 8 unusual children Nick is the one that tends to create the most stir. Not only does he have a touch sensitivity (like me) but he is most comfortable with his hair long. Very long. Yes, he is a boy. Not many people look past his hair to see the caring and compassionate young man he is. Not many choose to spend the time to get to know him as the precocious 9 year old artist that he is.

    He has touch sensitivities. He wears flip flops all year and there are certain textures he can’t handle. I understand this – I am the same way. He was out in this in his flip flops the day before Christmas:

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    In fact, I have had to deal with people, adults, being stupid and rude more than once. I find it not only irritating but horrifying that an adult can say and do things to a child that are totally inappropriate because the child is … a child. I have two sons with long hair. The older has been subjected to taunts, hair pulling, and disdain from adults, even those adults that have been in leadership in his life. Ridiculous. Nick has been yelled at for using the men’s bathroom and even when he repeatedly said he wasn’t a girl the person continued to harass him.

    Raising a child who is different for any reason takes a lot of courage. It takes  lot of courage because you seem to be constantly defending yourself and your child to other people. It shouldn’t be this way but it is.

    After having done it for so long I have developed skills.  Some of it is that I am fiercely loyal to my kids.  If you accuse them of something you better be ready to prove it and if you are going to criticize them for something you better be able to convince me that you want what is best for them. If not the usually mild mannered me turns into a tigress.

    You see, I believe in my kids. I want them to be individuals and I want them to be able to think outside the box. If allowing them to have longer hair or put a blue streak in their hair helps them do that then so be it. Can it go to far? Sure it can. But I am not going to create rules that don’t matter to me because someone else has issues with black fingernail polish.

    The only rules I make are those that are important to me. Ethics. Character. Spirituality. I try to keep them simple so that my kids can develop into the men and women God envisions them to be.

    Having a child who is different will get you”looks” in public. Sometimes it will get you comments. Try to let the comments roll off as much as you can. Try to avoid the feeling of intimidation that can come. After all, you are the parent. You know what is best for your child and you are responsible for seeing that you child grows into healthy adulthood.

    Noone else walks in your shoes or deals with your life on a daily basis. Keep things in perspective and learn how to shoot the nay-sayers withering looks that will stop them in their tracks. What matters is on the inside of you and your child. Maybe if your critics understood that they would pay more attention to their own insides.

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    When They Are “Different”

  • I Believe in You

    When I was a kid I seemed to attract criticism the way that some kids attract dirt. I was always the kid that the other parents thought  badly of even though I was actually pretty careful not to break rules. In fact, I heard one mom mutter to another mom that I just had one of “those” looks. I was never sure what that meant. My mom said that I just looked like trouble.

    Me, Dorothy Hamill hair cut and all. June 1978.

    Me, Dorothy Hamill hair cut and all. June 1978.

    By the time I was in high school I had a horrid reputation amongst those elite beings known as “high lifes”, “cheerleaders”, and “football players”. It was largely unfounded, based on gossip, assumption, and total fiction. I never did figure it out but what I do know is that after awhile I gave up trying to change anyone’s opinion – most importantly my mom’s. She seemed to think that I was doing things I wasn’t. Most of the school staff seemed to think I was; more than one male teacher came on to me expecting me to acquiesce to them. Other than my friends, many who were as outcast as myself, most of my world seemed determined to think the worst of me. So, being a teenager I decided, what the hell? and began to act in the ways I was being accused of acting.  I lifted my chin, looked the world squarely in the eye and shot society a well manicured finger. I spent the next few years using everything I had to prove to all those people that they were right. My one saving grace was my dad who believed in me. No matter what I did he responded with ” You might not be perfect but you are perfect enough for me”. He was my lifeline and his love kept me from going deeper into the pit I was creating.

    I am reminded of this because I am in a similar situation in my personal life. It doesn’t matter what it is. It is enough to know that I am being silently accused of doing the wrong thing when I am not. You know what? It hurts just as bad now as it did then. Dad is gone. There are a few people who love me enough to believe in me and right now they are my lifelines..the reason I don’t cave and do what I am accused of by people I trusted.

    What does this have to do with parenting? Quite simply your child will live up to your expectations…or down to them.  Have a habit of telling them that they are no good or stupid? You are asking for trouble.  How hard is it really to tell your child that you believe in them and that you are proud of them?

    Everyone is going to make mistakes. That is a given. But…a child that has someone who believes in him will make less mistakes, will right himself more quickly, and will end up a healthier adult that someone who has to fight consitantly to prove his worth.

    Your child is acting exactly how he feels you expect him to. You can change that today. My dad did not give up on me and I think he would be proud of the woman I have become. Don’t give up. Ever.

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    I Believe in You

  • Boot Camp Didn’t Prepare Me

    I went through bought camp during the summer of 1979.

    This always amazes people for some reason…maybe I just don’t look the type. However, I did  it, I graduated, I lived to tell the tale.

    Me. Ft LeondardWood 1979. Check out the 2 M-16s I was packing!

    Me. Ft LeondardWood 1979. Check out the 2 M-16s I was packing!

    There is one thing you should know.  Boot camp meant 15 – 25 mile forced marches with packs on our backs. It meant sleeping in tents, eating C- Rations, going through the gas chamber and coming out with eyes and nose running. Boot camp was lousy food, being screamed at all the time and pushups. LOTS of pushups… but it did NOT prepare me for parenthood.

    I can shoot an M-16. I can shoot and M-16 from the hip on rapid fire. I can throw a hand grenade and blow up a tank. I can low crawl through mud, scoot underneath barbed wire while being shot at, and jump into foxholes. With all these wonderful abilities parenting should be a cinch. It isn’t.

    None of that prepared me for nights of holding a sick baby while he threw up all over me…and not minding it a bit.

    None of that helped me to not cry when I had to give my son blood thinner shots twice a day when he was 2.

    None of that helped me to understand how to make my teenagers feel better about themselves when other kids were mean.

    And none of that helped me to know how to be a cool mom…not interfering when not necessary, fiercely protecting when it was necessary.

    No matter how many books you read, no matter how much you think you know, parenting is harder than it looks. It is easy to look at someone else and think that they are not doing something right but not so easy when you are doing it yourself.

    This may sound prideful but after having eight children I don’t tend to take advice from young adults who have one or two toddlers. I smile, I thank them, and I try to remember how knowledgeable I was at age 30.

    The only way I know to raise kids successfully is to walk it. Take it one step at a time. Pray a lot. Make decisions based on each unique situation…and never give up.

    Maybe boot camp did prepare me after all.

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    Boot Camp Didn’t Prepare Me

  • Finding the Eye of the Hurricane

    Being the mom in a large family is always a unique balancing act. You don’t have the option of taking a nap when the baby does because you have several other kids that need your attention. In fact nap times becomes the moment when you hurriedly try to get in quality time with the older kids, and if you homeschool nap time is the time you cram all of the academics into the busy day.  Generally you find your peace and quiet moments when you are driving the car, taking a shower, or some other almost impossible to share moment.

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    In fact, for the longest time I kept my devotional book and my Bible on the back of the toilet. This is the life of a mom of many.

    I don’t think any of the women I know with large families would complain. Most of us do the same things, cope in the same sort of ways. You find that when everyone is gone…one of those rare moments…you can’t concentrate on anything and end up wasting your precious free time because  without the group there is no focus.

    At the end of October I become a single mom. With six kids still at home there was even less time for me.  Still homeschooling, adding extra writing assignments to make up the difference financially, trying to keep everyone on track….not the easiest thing ever and I found that I had let somethings go with one hand and find alternative methods for relieving stress on the other.

    For me baths with a tub full of LUSH bath stuff is a bit extravagant but provides the much needed break and moment of me time I need. I can soak in  the fragrant water, feel a little guilty for the expense, and recharge. It is quality time for me.  My kids get quality time with me…because I am a quality mom. I only get quality time with me if I actually make time for it.

    Too many of us stretch ourselves too thin. We become bitter and angry with our children because they keep us form doing what we want… and yet it isn’t them. It is us. There is always enough time to do the things you really want to. Add yourself to the list. You are worth it, mom.

    For me recharging with some quiet time with the Lord,  a scented bath, and the occasional  coffee at a coffee shop allows me to maintain my individuality and my sense of self. What is it for you?

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    Finding the Eye of the Hurricane

  • Parent to Friend: When Your Kid Grows Up

    One of the joys of parenting, at least in my opinion, is when your child grows up and turns into your friend.

    Oh, I know it isn’t totally the same but in many ways my oldest daughter is an indispensable part of my social life – what little I have. At 27 she gives me great advice about hair, make-up, and clothes. She has known me for a long time and of anyone she knows my flaws… and loves me anyway. My son in law is much the same…except I don’t usually take his advice about makeup and clothes. He is good for a hug almost anytime and as the years have passed he has become more and more part of me – like one of my own kids.

    My daughter and son in law, Erin and Jon

    My daughter and son in law, Erin and Jon

    One thing I am learning is boundaries. This isn’t easy for me because I have not really been allowed to have them  for most of my life. Because I didn’t have them I didn’t understand how to honor them in others. It made for a rocky first few years in my daughter’s marriage as I tried to pass on my own advice and knowledge (some good…some not) to my daughter and her husband. In reality I should have been supporting my son in law and his wife.

    Do you get the difference?

    In the past few months I have had to learn about boundaries in my own life. I have had to learn to say, “I love you but I can’t do what you think I should.” I have had to learn to accept people’s opinions as just that. Opinions.

    This has been good for me. Not only has it strengthened my character but it has allowed me an understanding of the importance of honoring the boundaries of other people – and not just honoring those boundaries but loving the person although I don’t always agree. Maybe I don’t know everything after all.

    I guess it boils down to allowing my kids to grow up and become adults who make mistakes and have successes completely removed from any input from me. For them, it means allowing mom to be more than mom. At some point the adult child and the parent of the adult child have to look at each other and recognize that the love is eternal but the relationship has changed.

    I am so thankful for the two adults pictured above.  I don’t do everything the way they would want me to but they love me enough to respect and pray for me. I appreciate that.

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    Parent to Friend: When Your Kid Grows Up

  • Parenting According to Mrs. PiggleWiggle

    I promised, I know. Here they are, 10 of the best of Mrs. PiggleWiggle’s parenting tips. I have used these and I can tell you that Mrs. PiggleWiggle may be a fictional character but she rocks!

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    10Tips For Great Parenting via Mrs PiggleWiggle

    1. Engage your child’s imagination: Whether it is chores or overcoming a bad habit give your child the skills to think outside of the box.
    2. Be his/her number one fan and forever cheerleader. There are billions of people in the world that are queuing up to tell your kid what a failure he is. It doesn’t have to come from you. Even if there are things that he doesn’t do well you can always find something positive to say! Remember Power of Life and Death?
    3. Allow him to learn from his own mistakes as much as possible. This means standing back and allowing him to experience the consequences of his actions.
    4. Help you child put himself in other’s shoes. Didn’t feed the dog? Maybe skipping lunch or a snack might be in order.
    5. Care about the kids more than the stuff. Children should be taught to be careful with things and take care of what they have; however when you find that you are yelling or spanking excessively because a child broke an antique vase then you are the one with the problem. The message you are sending is “my stuff is more important than you”.
    6. Let the punishment fit the crime. I had a child that would kick holes in the wall in a temper. Used to send the child out side to kick the brick trim on the house until she didn’t feel like kicking walls anymore. Didn’t hurt her OR the wall.
    7. Listen with your heart.
    8. Keep them busy with a good balance of play and chores and time to be bored.
    9. Make memories.
    10. Never lose the wonder and magic of childhood.

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    Parenting According to Mrs. PiggleWiggle

  • My Favorite Parenting Book

    I was not parented in the healthiest way. I was adopted by an older couple and was an only child. There were a lot of issues in my family… and although I think my parents were incredible there was a lot that they just didn’t get about me. That probably was prophetic; it seems to have dogged me for my entire life. People often just don’t get it with me.

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    However, when I first looked into my oldest daughters eyes and played with her tiny fingers I realized that I wanted to be the best mom ever. I realized that my mom probably felt the same way looking at me…and I realized that there were things I didn’t know and needed to learn.

    Looking back I can tell you that I have not been the best mom ever. I have, however, tried very hard to educate myself on what good parenting really way and I also tried to be myself. After all, if God had wanted my kids raised by someone else He would have given them to another family, right?

    So I read a lot of parenting books. I have some particular favorites but the ones I love best of all and have proven over and over to be the most helpful, the most insightful, and have the greatest effect on my parenting skills are the Mrs. Pigglewiggle books.

    You have never heard of Mrs. Pigglewiggle? Seriously?

    She is a fictional character that lives in an upsde down house. She helps neighborhood moms deal with discipline issues in a heartwarming and comical manner. And, she loves kids, which is the best prerequisite of all. So, how can I learn parenting techniques from a juvenile fiction book? Easy.

    I look for ways to apply her techniques in real life situations! You can learn something from anything! I will be sharing some of Mrs. PiggleWiggle’s best disciplinary tips in another post.

    If you have never read the books I encourage you to do so. Read them to your kids! They will love them and you will get more out of them than you thought you could. I guarantee it.

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    My Favorite Parenting Book

  • There Ain’t No Drama Like Teen Drama

    Someday my last child will be out of the house. I will be approximately 62 and by that time I hope to be completely immune to a unique virus.  This malady is spoken of only in hushed tones and nervous whispers by those who have experienced the backlash of its displeasure. It makes parents who breezed through the terrible twos tremble with fear. Yes folks, it is TEEN DRAMA.

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    And if you think that teenage girl drama is the ultimate expression of dramatic angst you have never been around a teenage boy. It is teen drama week here at Chez Audet and emotions are running high. Well, and with good reason. Dragging kids through an unexpected divorce just stinks for all involved. Add the stress of a 17 year old going through college midterms (sophomore year) and trying to juggle his first job, increased responsibility at home, and general hormones…well you get the idea.

    The thing to remember when your teen is having a meltdown is that they are dealing with real pain. Maybe you don’ t get it, maybe it seems silly to your intellect but it is massive to them. Here are some things I do to try to get through it unscathed:

    • Don’t take it personally
    • Allow them to verbalize
    • Don’t try to fix it
    • Reassure them of your love, acceptance, and pride
    • Listen more than you talk
    • Don’t assume it is a major psychological or spiritual problem but be willing to get help if it is
    • Be willing to step up to the plate and bat for them if they need it. Maybe a few days off from school, chores, or other responsibilities will help them have perspective.

    Luckily my kids tend to be thoughtful and drama happens one child at a time. I think they draw straws but I can’t prove it…

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    There Ain’t No Drama Like Teen Drama

  • The Power of Life and Death…

    There is a scripture that says that the power of life and death is in the tongue. It may sound a little weird until you think about the words that were spoken over you that still bring tears to your eyes thirty years later. As parents we must be aware of our words, tones, and body language when it comes to our children.

    My granddaughter, Bella, and I bobbing for apples.

    My granddaughter, Bella, and I bobbing for apples.

    We can’t afford to give in to stress, anger and frustration and let loose with our mouths. There are too many kids searching for acceptance because adults can’t control their tongues. To me, there is nothing worse than hearing a mom berate her child in the store.  O.k…well,  I admit that I hate hearing parents chortling about school starting up again.

    ” I can’t WAIT until school starts again! These kids are driving me nuts!”  , says mom 1 in front of her child

    “I know! I need a break!”, says mom 2 in front of her child. Then the two moms smile at each other and go their separate ways.

    What have they told their kids?  Hey, I don’t like hanging out with you.

    How hard is it to be uplifting instead of sarcastic? Here are some phrases that I like to use with my kids:

    • That was AMAZING!
    • You are incredible. I am so proud of you.
    • I believe in you. You can do this!
    • I am not sure what you should do, but I know you will make a wise decision.
    • I love you.
    • YES! WAY TO GO!
    • You look gorgeous
    • I can tell you have been working out – those shoulder muscles are developing nicely.
    • I forgive you
    • I am sorry, I was wrong
    • I love you but I am angry right now. Can we talk about this in a little while when I calm down?

    The point is that my kids are going to find acceptance some where. It is largely my choice whether they find it in a healthy way or not. By using words of affirmation rather than being critical I can build rather than destroy. It is my thought that the quickest and most effective way to change the world is to produce healthy, compassionate, well adjusted children who grow into ethical, caring, well adjusted adults.

    Can anyone ever say I love you or I am proud of you too much? I think not.

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    The Power of Life and Death…

  • And What’s your Hobby??

    I figured out that parenting is how I chose to fill my time between high school graduation and retirement. People have different hobbies, mine just happens to be giving birth.

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    My name is Marye Audet and I have blogged for b5media for almost three years now. You may know me from Baking Delights or Kettle and Cup because that is usually where I am. However, I have been given the opportunity to write for the parenting channel, I think someone thinks I have a little experience in this area… I am not quite 50,  newly single after a 30 year marriage, and the very proud mom to eight of the most incredible kids on the planet…perhaps in the entire universe. But wait! That’s not all! I  also have a fantabulous son in law who I like to keep around for comic relief and three of the most adorable grandkids ever.  I think that my life is a reality show in the making but so far we have not been discovered.

    I homeschool, and have homeschooled since 1989.  We live in a large and rambling historic home in need of restoration, have been raising dairy goats but I think that part of my life is about to be history, and we have chickens. I like to grow my own food when I can, and pretend to be independent.

    So, what am I going to blog about? Do you really have to ask? I have experienced everything from new baby diaper spontaneous explosion  to adult children moving back home. Parenting-R-Us.  So the first thing on the agenda is to introduce you to the cast of characters:

    Cast:

    • Erin- 27, married, creative  (husband Jon, kids Amanda, Gabe, and Bella), her life reminds me that there is hope for the rest of them…
    • Chris – 24, Air Force, Middle East, very missed
    • Matthew – 17, 3rd semester of college, serious and focused
    • Ethan – 16, about to start college, plays 6 instruments or so and has a band
    • Shiloh – 13, wants to be a medical examiner, she is tres drole
    • Sean – 11, every family needs a quiet genius, Sean is ours. Pocket protectors anyone?
    • Nick – 9, artistic, free spirit… hair to the middle of his back. Samson is his Bible hero.
    • Kyrie – 6, Princess, diva,call it what you will this little girl has a unique blend of  moxie-chutzpah  (non-conformist but gutsy audacity).
    • Me – I am trying to navigate mid-life with as much humor and optimism as my medications will allow…(o.k.. not really. I am only on one medication but it was too good of a line to not use.)

    Add a mentally challenged dog (he had major brain damage when we found him, no lie), two cats (Chipotle and Snowball; Snowball is black and brown tortise-shell calico. Kyrie named her) and a fairly odd bunch of friends and you really do have the makings for some pretty unique blog posts.

    You aren’t going to want to miss a minute..I promise.

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    And What’s your Hobby??