Growing
up I had a childhood with both parents in the household with my two
sisters. I am the oldest twin of my
sister Nicole and our younger sister Rosalind.
I didn’t feel like I had any major stressors in my childhood. My father was in the Marines and we moved
around frequently. Others may find this
pretty chaotic, however, I enjoyed moving and meeting new people. Out of all of the listed stressors for this
assignment I chose chaos. This stressor
was felt in my adulthood with the stress of losing my twin sister in
childbirth. My immediate thought was
about what life would be like for the three young girls she left behind ages 5,
8 and an infant.
When
my sister passed life changed as we knew it.
Changes were rapid and chaotic.
My sister’s husband made the move to be by my sister’s side of the
family. We pitched in to help him raise
his three girls. It was hard on all of
us to adjust to the changes. When I took
the three girls and my two boys out for an outings people would assume all 5
children belonged to me. This was especially
difficult on the girls because they looked like me due to the fact of their
mother was my identical twin. The girls
often yearned to call me their mother because they did not have one. I would share things that their mother and I
would do and reminded them that I would never take the place of their mother
but would support them in ways their mother would.
My heart broke for the youngest baby
because she would never know her mother.
She was forced to rely on what we shared with her about her mother. When she was in pre-k I came to the school to
pick her up and a girl asked her if I was her mother. My niece said “no, that’s my aunt, my mom
died having me. My mom and auntie were
twins.” My heart sank.
I quickly responded to my niece and the other child by saying “yes we
are twins that is why my niece looks like me.”
I couldn’t help but wonder if my niece felt that she caused her mother’s
death. As a family we have tried to
reassure her that she was not the cause of her mother’s death and that God
needed her to be with him. Just recently,
we were at the park. My niece is now 9
years old. She asked me, “auntie, why
does my mommy have to be in heaven looking down on me? Why can’t’ she be her with me now?” I didn’t know how to answer her other than to
say “she is an angel in heaven helping God.”
I told her she was a special gift from God.
Ensuring
that my niece’s childhood continues to be one where they feel supported and
love is what I feel their mother would love.
The girls do not live with me and my family but we still get to have our
visits. I am thankful for the times we
get to share to remind them of memories of their mother. Losing a parent is a challenge and stress on
children of any age. Life is not
promised daily. This event has cause our
family to take one day and moment at a time.
We cherish every moment together.
My goal is to be there for the girls as much as I can to provide them
with any ongoing assurances needed through their childhood.
In
South Asia children experience stressors also.
One source of stress for children is their academic performance requirements
by their parents. Children are expected
to receive grades no less than a B plus.
Often the parent’s main focus is on what mistakes have occurred with the
child. Children are expected to be successful
in school to ensure success as adults.
To minimize this stress parents are encouraged to talk to others if they
recognize stress in their child or children.
Parents are also encouraged to listen to their children and allow them
to play and be children. Parents need to
value and enjoy the time they have with their children ("Stress
Facts For South Asian Children And Teens", 2011).
I
feel that it is important for American and South Asian parents to observe
children and have open discussions with children in order to minimize
stress. I worry for my nieces about
feeling sad that they do not have their mother in their lives anymore. This causes my family to play an active role
in their emotional development by having honest conversations about how they
are feeling. This will continue to be an ongoing process throughout their development.
This especially touches my heart, because my mother passed when I was two years old, and it was the day after she gave birth to my brother. I am grateful that I had a maternal grandmother who was able to take us and care for us, however, some issues did establish from being raised without a mother. I am not sure how to label the stress that came along with that entire situation, but I am sure chaos accompanied it while family had to figure out who would take us.
ReplyDeleteThis really touch my heart also. I feel that you are a wonderful person. Keeping your sister memories and present strong in her children's heart. My heart goes out to you and the children.
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