Huh? Raising Relatives pt 2

Parenting (whether you are biological, foster, adoptive, legal guardian, or relative) has its challenges and ups and downs. And sometimes  non-traditional parents like foster, adoptive, relative/caregiving face a lot of judgments, backhanded compliments, curious questions, and criticism they don’t need. They don’t need to be asked questions that produce shame or offense and have no impact on the child’s well-being.

I am raising my nephew, and this week I got offended, not the first time but this time by a professional we had to see. Although he is not my son, he is still my child. I have raised him since a toddler and I love him dearly, like my own. So, the professional asks me if her m.a addresses me as mom or aunt. I said, “mom.” I work in the education field and when a student comes in to work with their female parent, I assume mom. That is just natural. I often learn after that the guardian/parent may be specifically a grandparent or foster mom raising the student. And sometimes I still call the female parent mom unless I hear the student or parent say otherwise. It really wouldn’t concern me how the parent or guardian is such; it’s none of my business, as long as the student is safe and on track academically and postsecondary-wise.

Anyway, I was suggested by the professional who we were there to see to let her m.a know I am the aunt. My response was backed by confusion as to why was that necessary but my response was I let people know that I am the aunt. And the professional knew I was the aunt. In fact, I have clarified with many people that he is my nephew.

Do I have to wear a sign that says “I am his aunt” especially if paperwork states who I am and people close to us as well as other important people know that I am the aunt?

I have never forced my nephew to call me mom and in fact he is always auntie this and auntie that. Nor am I trying to replace his mom who is my sister and I also love dearly.  I may not be a biological parent or traditional one but I am a parent. And my mom did mention to me it is how you present yourself. I have not always been as confident as a parent or advocate as I should be. And so I as embarked on my healing journey, I too embarked on building my confidence and voice as a parent. I have to be the best advocate for my child who just so happens to be my nephew.

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Real Confidence

Sometimes, you can lose your self. And even your confidence. Sometimes, the enemy’s lies start getting louder than the truth of God. Or your confidence never fully bloomed from the start. May you see yourself through the eyes of God. May you come to love yourself because God first loved you and His love for you is beyond measure. May you remember your worth is not predicated upon what you do or what titles you bear. May you heal and exhale in the presence of a gracious and patient God. May you remember you are fearfully and wonderfully made. May you walk into the room with the brightest smile, a persevering and resilient attitude, and a peaceful heart as you learn to trust God through each day.

Here is a snippet of my poem, titled Real Confidence.

…When my confidence enters the room

May it be quiet, regal, and signaturely pleasant

As a sweet, elegant perfume

When I put on the shoes I can fit

I will walk confident

I too have fallen short of the glory of God

But I was heaven sent

…I am heaven sent

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