Sunday, June 7, 2015

Yeah this is a serious blog post 😔

I'm sure everyone is tired of seeing post about the Duggar family scandal. This just brings to the forefront a very horrible time for me. I've just ,in the last several years, been able to talk about it.
    From the ages of 5-7 years I was continually molested by a relative in their preteen and teenage years. That baby in the pictures. It was something that started out as a game that I had to keep secret. I was told if I told a grownup I would get a spanking and be in trouble because I wasn't a good girl. This was over 20 years ago and it still has an unsettling effect on me. This relative was middle school aged at the time and knew it was wrong. It went from making me kiss them to physically hurting me if I didn't do what I was told. I never told anyone for fear of being in trouble. 
   People are defending Josh Duggar because he was young. I don't know how the girls he molested feel. I just know how I felt and how I still feel. His age doesn't justify the abuse. I understand wanting to protect your child but if FOUR of your younger children were affected then get all of the children involved some help instead of hiding it from authorities and pretending it didn't happen. When I was a teenager I first opened up about it to my boyfriend (now husband) and you could see the anger and hurt in his eyes.It took me 15 years to tell my parents and they still wanted to take action. I've gotten to a point in my life where I can talk about it and not feel ashamed or that it was my fault. I hope that these five girls have found true peace. The adults defending Josh Duggar should be ashamed. I may be bitter but I hope he gets everything he deserves and more. Molestation is molestation there is no grey area.anyone who hurts a child should be punished. Please listen and don't dismiss what your children say. Be their heros. If I hadn't had constant love and support from my parents or my amazing husband who listened to me cry and never expected anything from me ,I don't know where I would be.  I will write about happier things soon I promise but this has been eating away at me.




Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Oh, this is still a thing?

  Firstly, let me say I suck at this  blog thing.  I have had no drive or desire to write. I've pretty much lost my drive for things that aren't my family or the shelter. I'm a fat lard. After my miscarriage I quit working out and quit eating healthy. Sadly, I quit caring. I'm working on it. I don't want this to be a "woe is me" post. I just want to share a revelation I had. 
     It's probably not meant for me to have another child. I'm ok with it. I'm so blessed with my two boys. I get so mopey sometimes seeing pregnancy announcements and all of the beautiful pregnant ladies around me. It hit me today what I was missing. On the day I knew I had to go see a doctor about my bleeding I got to meet my Jonut (Jonas Paul).
I am now his nanny and get to see so much of him. I get to witness his milestones and growth spurts. His giggles brighten my day. I love this little booger and it amazed me how much my heart grew when I met him.
   Just a few weeks after my miscarriage I get a text at 1am from my sister asking if I was awake. My heart sank, I just knew something was wrong. I texted frantically! "Are you ok??" "What's wrong?!?!" After what seemed like an eternity she sent me this photo
I screamed and cried. I was so happy! My baby sister was having a baby. I have got to be a part of it all. Doctors visits, advice, even feeling that sweet girls kicks and punches. I'm in love!!!she will be here in a short 14 weeks! 
Recently I was introduced to two other sweet kiddos that have me wrapped around their fingers. On occasion I get to watch Mr.Bode and Miss Elin
Bode is always smiling and loves for me to sing to him. Elin is amazed by my "magic" and my backwards legs!
 How could I be down with all of these babies to love on? I know they were all put in my life for a reason. This week I would have been 35 weeks pregnant. After the stress of the boys party, Kelly's baby shower, the shelter, and the boys in general I can see now why a baby would have just been too much to handle with all that I have going on. This probably doesn't make much sense but I finally felt like writing. So here it is :)

Fin Frands