Grandparents Raising Children Support Group
This community is dedicated to grandparents who are the primary caregivers of their grandchildren. In cases where the parents are not willing or able to provide adequate care for their children, grandparents may take on the role of primary caregivers. Join the support group to find support, share your experience, and get advice from other members.
We are done with our daughter. She refuses to get help, even at the cost of a relationship with her own daughter. If that doesn't motivate her to change, clearly nothing will.
Good luck to you. I am thrilled you are going to adopt. You will never, ever have to deal with your daughter or anyone else related to your grand unless you think it's in his best interest.
Therefore, if we wouldn't allow a child molester or bully to interact with their young victims, why do the same with a mother who also repeatedly hurts her own children?
Maybe that's harsh, but to me it's logical...
I don't think she'll ever be in a position to get them back. Too many red flags with Lover Boy, and now she's finally starting to realize it.
Can you believe it? At five years old, asking and pleading to see her mom every week or so, and now she's been told her mom is sick and will always make her sad. She's relieved! This child is relieved to be rid of the guilt and emotional pain her mother consistently has dumped on her!
I thought she'd act out, I thought she'd go into rages and try to blame me for withholding her mother. And it's not happening! This kid acts like a huge weight has been lifted off of her.
I sure wish we had cut ties with my daughter a long long time ago. Maybe even the day we adopted my grand. But I can't look back. I can't play what' if games. All I can do is rejoice in the new found freedom from dealing with a mentally ill person's whims and demands and unpredictability. And if I'm relieved, with all the tools a 55 year old has, I can only imagine how relieved my 5 year old feels, having no coping mechanisms except anger and rages after every visit with her so-called mom.
I know that I hate uncertainty. Whether the news is good or awful, I have to know one way or the other, so I can figure out how to deal with it.
Having a mother who is erratic in her visits, affections, etc. must be worse than having no mother at all. Up one minute, down the next, uncertain the next.
At least now your granddaughter knows that there is something concrete to deal with.