OVERVIEW OF FIFTH CHILD

We can fool ourselves into thinking that we have our lives well planned out. It was that way for me, being a product of the 1950/60’s: I’d go to college, meet my prince, get married, have children and live happily ever after. As much as I thought I knew what to expect, my life was riddled with surprises. But the last was the most unexpected, compelling me to write Fifth Child, a non-fiction book about the anguish and consequences of a drug-addicted child, which resulted in parenting her child almost since birth.

My husband and I are cast into a shockingly large demographic. Grandparents raising grandchildren is a growing phenomenon in our country because of our shifting economy, unmarried teen mothers, alcohol abuse and illegal drug use. Close to 10 million grandparents comprise the club. We had already raised four children. Jaime was our third child, and Brady is her son, who began calling us Mommy and Daddy when he was three. Readers may be amazed to find calamity overcoming a so seemingly traditional family. But as events and family history unfold, disturbing pitfalls and unfortunate genetic vulnerability reveal fault lines that can sabotage people from any walk of life.

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Tuesday, October 8, 2013

The Golden Years

What would I do if I was like other seniors my age?
* I'd have a glass of wine with my husband and leisurely discuss the day's events and worldly news. Instead, I'm discussing the regions of California for geography and helping to round off numbers for math.
* I could lazily sleep in during the week. Instead, I'm making breakfast, packing a lunch box and walking Brady to school.
* I'd be able to go out during the week as many times as I'd like. Instead, I have to make sure my husband's available and willing to stay home with our child, without him feeling I'm taking advantage.
* I could take off for a few days and go away with girlfriends without a second thought. Instead, I'm making sure he is off to school on time and that I'm back by mid-day to walk him home.
* I would go out with my husband on the weekend any time I wanted. Instead, I have to hire a sitter for a specific time or utilize Kids Night Out and schedule our date night accordingly.
* I could plan a romantic trip to Europe. Instead, I have to plan trips for three.
* I could quietly enjoy a game of Scrabble with my husband. Instead, I'm fighting off Nerf bullets and accessing video games on the computer.
* I would join an evening book club. Instead, I'm reading to Brady and having him read to me.

While I'm dreaming about all these "what ifs"; I hear the most beautiful heart-felt laughter coming from the other room. It's Brady. I wouldn't have that if I had these other things and I wouldn't want it any other way. These ARE the golden years. They're just glowing in a different way...

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