r/raisingkids • u/bearzy-rawr • 4h ago
This is going to be heavy… raising biological son and two adopted nieces
A year and a half ago, my husband and I had our entire world turned upside down.
My brother's wife left him and their three daughters and fled the country. At the time, the girls were very young. They are now 6, 4, and 2.5.
My brother is autistic, and without getting into the personal details behind everything, the situation became one where the children needed support and stability. I made the decision to take in the oldest and youngest girls. The middle child is not living with us at this time, and that is a complicated situation and a decision for the future.
For the past year and a half, the two girls have lived with my husband, our 5 year old son, and me. They are truly part of our family. My son and the girls call each other brother and sisters, and we do everything we can to give them a happy, stable, and loving childhood.
But I'm struggling, and I guess that's why I'm posting here.
I have a lot of unresolved trauma from my own childhood and family. I get overstimulated very easily, and sometimes I yell or have an attitude when I'm overwhelmed. The 6 year old is incredibly sensitive and cries easily, and afterward I find myself worrying constantly that I'm somehow damaging her or repeating the cycle of things I experienced growing up.
I love these girls with my whole heart. I would do absolutely anything for them. My husband and I have built our lives around making sure they have opportunities, stability, and happy memories. We bought a bigger home, put in a pool, plan fun playdates, throw big birthday parties, surprise them with little things, build Lego together, play with them, and give them as much love as we possibly can.
But sometimes I feel like none of that matters if I'm also the person who gets overwhelmed and raises my voice.
I'm tired. I'm sad. And honestly, I'm scared.
I constantly wonder: How will they feel about all of this when they're older? Will they remember the love and stability we gave them, or will they remember the times I was overwhelmed and yelled? Am I screwing them up without realizing it?
I know material things don't make someone a good parent or erase mistakes. I'm not listing the things we do because I think a pool or a big birthday party makes up for anything. I guess I'm trying to explain that we genuinely pour everything we have into these kids and their happiness.
I want to do better, especially when I'm overstimulated. I want to learn how to regulate myself instead of responding with frustration or yelling. I just feel like I'm carrying so much sometimes, and then the guilt hits me afterward.
Has anyone else taken on the unexpected responsibility of raising family members' children? Or struggled with being a loving parent while also dealing with their own childhood trauma and overstimulation?
I guess I just need some honest advice. I love these girls more than I can explain, and I'm terrified of failing them.
