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mommamaree
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Personal history first: my liitle sister was molested by the husband of a woman who ran an in-home daycare. Not sure if my little brother was also. I was at school at these times. Later, by sister and brother started acting out the molestation with each other, which despite counseling through CPS, led to ongoing and sometimes violent incest. Though I was not involved, I was traumatized and had nightmares for years where, in the nightmare, I was doing horrific things to my brother and sister. I think I dreamed this because I felt that I had failed them in not protecting them. Plus, my little siblings were physically abused by other babysitters and their friends at an earlier point and I was unable to stop it. Our family was totally destroyed. My parents divorced and the children scattered. I haven’t seen my siblings in years.
Fast forward to today. I have been blessed with three beautiful children, who are so precious that I never hire babysitters. There are only two women friends that I ask to help me in a pinch. My husband and I never go on dates, period. Except…during RCIA, I had to ask for help. The Easter vigil and the NFP classes were times when we had to have someone watch our kids for a few hours. Thankfully, a good family in our parish saw our predicament and offered their oldest son to watch them. We were so happy for their help.
Until now. Yesterday, I found out that this young man has molested his two little sisters. I knew his behavior had changed. And we had no intention of asking him to babysit again. We were just thankful for the help during RCIA, two years ago. But now, we have had to sit down with our oldest for a difficult conversation to try and ascertain if she or my son had ever been made to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. Thank God, she said no, that they liked playing with toys with him, but that he was too interested in using the computer so sometimes he was just too busy to play. I pray to God that she would tell me if something more had happened. But now I am terrified about ever having help with childcare. I fear that maybe my daughter wouldn’t tell me out of fear or embarrassment.
Plus, all the trauma of my adolescence, which absolutely destroyed the lives of my siblings, has been dredged up again. I am so sad and afraid. I am praying for this family. This was a daily mass kind of family. Their children were altar servers, still are. How can Satan reach in and destroy from within a family that stays so close to the sacraments?
Also, excepting myself by the grace of God, every female family member or friend I have has been molested, sexually assaulted or raped. How can I possibly protect my precious daughters?
Fast forward to today. I have been blessed with three beautiful children, who are so precious that I never hire babysitters. There are only two women friends that I ask to help me in a pinch. My husband and I never go on dates, period. Except…during RCIA, I had to ask for help. The Easter vigil and the NFP classes were times when we had to have someone watch our kids for a few hours. Thankfully, a good family in our parish saw our predicament and offered their oldest son to watch them. We were so happy for their help.
Until now. Yesterday, I found out that this young man has molested his two little sisters. I knew his behavior had changed. And we had no intention of asking him to babysit again. We were just thankful for the help during RCIA, two years ago. But now, we have had to sit down with our oldest for a difficult conversation to try and ascertain if she or my son had ever been made to feel uncomfortable or embarrassed. Thank God, she said no, that they liked playing with toys with him, but that he was too interested in using the computer so sometimes he was just too busy to play. I pray to God that she would tell me if something more had happened. But now I am terrified about ever having help with childcare. I fear that maybe my daughter wouldn’t tell me out of fear or embarrassment.
Plus, all the trauma of my adolescence, which absolutely destroyed the lives of my siblings, has been dredged up again. I am so sad and afraid. I am praying for this family. This was a daily mass kind of family. Their children were altar servers, still are. How can Satan reach in and destroy from within a family that stays so close to the sacraments?
Also, excepting myself by the grace of God, every female family member or friend I have has been molested, sexually assaulted or raped. How can I possibly protect my precious daughters?