Thursday, March 6, 2014

Fear Response- The Great Imposter


Our five year old daughter has been home since June of 2012, and from the moment we met her in China, we felt a huge sense of relief that she was such an enjoyable little girl.
We had heard about children who display what is commonly referred to as “orphanage behavior” and to be honest, we felt like we had dodged a bullet because our daughter was obedient, in control of herself, and kind to others.

Until about five months ago…


It seemed like it came out of the blue, but we started to notice that meal times were more of a struggle with Julia’s behavior than they had ever been.  She started putting her hands into her food, hitting whoever she could reach, making a huge mess, and basically had regressed to the level of a toddler. It was frustrating, and we tried the traditional parenting methods that we had used with our two homegrown children to no avail. She seemed to get worse!

Riding in the car became a nightmare with hitting, yelling loudly, and destroying toys or the occasional takeout cup. Again, time outs and punishments didn’t seem to make a dent in the mountain of misbehavior that we were experiencing, and again, rather than improving, her behavior seemed worse after consequences.

When we stayed home, things were no better. If Julia was ever out of my line of vision, she was more than likely in her brother’s or sister’s rooms getting into their things and leaving a trail. I could locate her by the sound of her out-of-character, high pitched laughter- not a joyous sound, but one of mischief.

School was a major frustration at this point.  She was often in trouble, missing out on activities and being sent to the office.  At bedtime, she started to beg me not to make her go to school the next day. This was so unlike her!

What had happened to our sweet, easy-going daughter? Had life to this point just been a honeymoon of sorts, and was this the real girl beneath the facade?  We were worried, exhausted, and also very sad. We missed the daughter we had brought home fifteen months earlier.

In a bit of desperation, I pulled out my copy of The Connected Child by Karyn Purvis, dusted it off, and began to read it. I had read it months before we even traveled for Julia, but many of the concepts had gotten lost in the realities of jet-lag and life with a new four year old.  Now I read it with fresh eyes searching for answers and solutions.

The Connected Child is an amazing book!  It was written for those who parent children from hard places, but the ideas and methods are equally appropriate for the child who has been nurtured since birth.  As I read, I started to practice the concepts presented.  Each time I used one of the techniques outlined in the book and it would work, I was pleasantly shocked!  We were starting to make some headway with the negative behaviors that we were experiencing, but honestly it was exhausting!  Was this our new normal? I won’t lie to you. We were still discouraged and missing our sweet, fun daughter.

Our epiphany came on Christmas day, which seems rather appropriate because it was almost like a gift to us. We got together with family for the day, and when we entered the house, we were greeted by a large, friendly dog.  Julia scrambled up my arms until she was almost perched on my shoulder. After a bit, the dog was removed from the room, but I noticed a huge change in Julia’s behavior. While I was holding her she started hitting me in the face, pulling at my sweater, repeating nonsense words, and generally acting completely out of control.  As I restrained her hands and tried to calm her, I remembered something that I had read in The Connected Child the week before.

“Youngsters… can be physically safe in their new adoptive home, but past traumas encoded within their brains are easily reactivated.  Hunger, abuse, or abandonment that occurred months or years ago can still trigger terror, which in turns leads to out-of-control behavior. Chronic fear is like a schoolyard bully that scares children into behaving poorly. Parents might easily confuse fear-based outbursts with willful disobedience, but they are not the same thing at all.” (pp. 47-48, The Connected Child, 2007, Purvis, Cross, and Sunshine)

Wondering if this could be a fear-response, and feeling a little desperate, I took her to a bedroom downstairs, closed the door, and sat on the edge of the bed with her. I cradled her like a baby and began to rock her and talk softly to her.  I told her in very simple language that she was safe and that daddy and I would take care of her. I reassured her that we would hold her all day if she needed us to and reminded her that the dog was very friendly with children. Within minutes, she calmed down and was ready to go back upstairs. The dog was kept in another room for the rest of the day, but whenever he was mentioned Julia would begin to unravel.  A little bit of reassurance whispered in her ear brought her back. It was amazing!

Over the next several days I thought about this new-found discovery. I realized that there was a direct correlation between her begging me to keep her home from school and the timeframe of when her negative behavior started at home.  The questions that I asked led me to believe that she was really struggling with fear at school. She was caught in a vicious cycle that began with her noncompliance, resulting in negative consequences, triggering a fear-response of out-of-control behavior, leading to more penalties, and so the cycle went.  Her teachers tried some positive reinforcement strategies at school, but her fear was just transferred to her concern for her friends who were getting negative consequences.  (The “negative consequences” mainly included a check on the behavior chart and lost recess time.) Please don’t misunderstand. My goal is not to speak poorly of her teachers or school.  Her classroom was probably no different than most, and her teachers loved their students. But we finally came to the conclusion that this was not the best situation for Julia.   

Since pulling her out of school and enrolling her in a preschool with a play-based environment, her behavior has changed dramatically.  She is no longer functioning on a high level of anxiety, and while we still deal with behavior issues, they are age-appropriate and much more easily modified. As she has relaxed, her sweet, fun, silly personality has returned. We have our girl back! 

Now that we’ve identified the results of fear on our daughter, we've begun to notice the fear response when we see it creeping into our home.  Sometimes it masquerades as a wild, silly girl who won’t stay in her bed at night. Recently, it appeared in our car as we drove up north for the funeral of a dear family member. It was camouflaged by the repetition of potty words, screaming, hitting, and cackling.  A simple, “Is something scaring you?” and other such leading questions, coupled with the resulting dialogue and lots of reassurance, usually was all it took to diffuse the situation.

Recognizing and having strategies to eradicate the fear response in our daughter has been life-changing for our family.  I felt compelled to share our story, not to expose our daughter or to reflect negatively on those who have worked with her, but to communicate that there might be another option when it comes to poor behavior. Perhaps there is a family who is struggling with behavior issues like we were and is searching for an answer. Perhaps there is a child being punished for behavior that is more of a reflex than willful disobedience.  Maybe fear is involved? As we’ve found, it doesn’t always present itself in typical fashion- trembling, crying, hiding, etc.  Fear is a master of disguises and we’ve come to realize that it’s our responsibility to recognize it in its various forms and replace it with a strong feeling of safety and security.


Thursday, October 18, 2012

Julia Day Video!

I can't figure out how to add the actual video to this page, so I'm just going to put the link.  I hope you enjoy watching Julia's transformation as much as we've enjoyed living it!

https://vimeo.com/51655304

Friday, October 5, 2012

A Life of Hope, by guest blogger Amie Rapp

*One of the projects in Amie's seventh grade writing class was to write a memoir that included an ah-ha moment.  This is the assignment she turned in.  I wanted to share it because when families with children already in the home are considering adoption, one of the biggest concerns is the effect it will have on those children.  We love the way God is using Julia's adoption to speak to Amie's heart!


A Life of Hope
By Amie Rapp
 I always wanted to work with animals- always, ever since I was 5. I was fascinated by the way veterinarians healed sick animals. I wanted to teach my dog to do all those cool tricks animal trainers did on TV. I thought maybe a marine biologist would be my career. But that all changed last summer, the summer we got my sister. The summer that changed my life and how I viewed it.
When I found out I was getting a beautiful little sister from China, I was thrilled!  I'd always wanted a little sister and I love kids! Already my "animal passion" was giving way to a love for teaching and a dream of mission work. I realized an amazing way to combine the two would be to work with orphans! I wanted to do something to help the orphans who wouldn't be as fortunate as my sister to get adopted. I thought about the different places where that line of work could take me- Africa, Haiti, but my heart was definitely drawn to China. After all, that's where my sister was from. And those sweet little Asian faces just melted my heart. I read numerous blogs about people who'd adopted from there and even made a new friend, Meredith, who'd gone to China and worked in an orphanage called New Day where she met her future little sister!
        The day finally came for my parents to leave for China. Two LOOOONG weeks later, in some down-time when we weren't playing with my new, absolutely precious sister, my mom told me about a family they'd met in China. She said they'd adopted a girl named Lizzie who was the same age as me. It made me stop and think about my wonderful life here in America. I have the best parents ever, two siblings, a nice house, and a great life overall. But what if I hadn't? What if I didn't have the awesome family I have now? Would I be a totally different person?  I guarantee I would be. My mom's voice brought me out of my thoughts. She said the family had been hurrying to get her because when the girls in the orphanages in China turn 14, they get kicked out. They are just turned out onto the street with no one there for them. Once again I thought about if that were happening to me. Could I go out into the ginormous world in just a little over a year? I don't think so. I can't even walk around our quiet neighborhood by myself! So what about those girls in China? How do they do it?
        And right then and there, I knew what I wanted to do. I want to do something to change the world, or at least some of it.  I want to go to China and start a home for these girls and help them start a new life- a life of hope.

Having a little fun with accessories.


BFF's


Saturday, July 21, 2012

Number One Dad!

Today Barry took the girls (that still sounds funny to say) out for lunch and to run some errands.  They came home with a swing just the right size for Julia!  Another wonderful first-















Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Playing in the Rain

"There's a first time for everything" takes on a whole new meaning when you've spent your first four years in an orphanage, so when the downpour started this evening, we had to let Julia have her first time playing in the rain with Amie.













Sunday, July 8, 2012

Breakfast in bed...



Maybe lying down wasn't the best plan...






That little chin was just too ticklish to let anyone clean up those Cheerios!

Thursday, July 5, 2012

What if...

What if Jen and I hadn't become friends over 20 years ago?  God knew back then that one day she would adopt and would become my example and mentor through the process.

What if I hadn't had Jamey for a student over 15 years ago?  God used him to teach me that children with limb differences are amazing and unstoppable.  Because of him, I wasn't intimidated by Julia's limb difference when I reviewed her file.

What if Jacob hadn't had Mrs. Bratcher for his second grade teacher?  God used her to reignite my love for teaching which led to the job that helped to fund this adoption.

What if we let the fact that we didn't have the finances to start this adoption keep us from doing just that?  God provided!  He used personal sacrifice and hard work on our parts as well as the generosity of friends and a grant through Show Hope to take care of every penny needed.

What if we felt led to adopt but didn't want to do anything that would rock the boat of our kids' contented lives?  God has used this process to open our kids' eyes to the needy of the world and to change their hearts to think beyond themselves.

What if we thought that adoption was a really great thing...for someone else's family?  Then we would have missed out on this-




and this,

and this,

and this,

and this,

and this,

and this,

and this,


and this.


Long before we realized it, God was working behind the scenes to put each piece of the puzzle in place so that we could be a family.  What if we had missed it?