Residential Treatment

Residential Treatment is absolutely the most difficult, gut wrenching decision Chad and I have ever had to make as parents. The journey through residential treatment is lonely…difficult, scary, and lonely.

Journey Through RTC PRTF

 

I Made A Deal With God

When we realized there were no other options to help our precious D, I made a deal with God. I know you’re not supposed to make deals with God, but at the time it was the only way I could face the idea that I would be separated by many, many hours from my first child, my wonderful son. 

Dear God, if I have to go through the heartbreak and struggles, if I have to put my son in residential treatment (RTC or PRTF), let me help someone else. Please, God, let me help another parent.

My prayer now is that if you are in this situation, you will find comfort in knowing you are not alone, I pray you will find encouragement. If you are in a situation of knowing someone going through this situation, I pray you will read, and hopefully become more understanding of their situation.

 

Before Residential Treatment

Making Memories With My Children

The Long Mile

Bet on It!

God Mends My Heart

He’s My Son

Did She Know? Do We Know?

Scared of the Dark

A Day of Prayer – Therapeutic Center Application Review

Update: My Crazy Life With My Beautiful Boy

Butterflies and My Kids (an update on D, too)

Listening, Loving, Judging, Understanding

My Beautiful Son, The Real Thing

 

The Night Before

Love of The Father, Love of a Mother ~ A Letter to D

 

The Time During Residential Treatment

Tears, Fears, Prayers, and Answers ~ One Week

Nearly A Month Has Passed

My Lottery Dreams (& the beginning of an insurance and RTC nightmare)

I Didn’t Win The Lottery: Part 1

I Didn’t Win The Lottery: Part 2

Genuine, Unconditional Love

My Beautiful Son and His Current Placement: The Nitty Gritty

Praising God For Burned Bacon

Whose Line Is It Anyway?

Residential Treatment And The Family 

Hitting The Brick Wall

Green and Brown Female Sheep

My Wish

 My Son’s Kryptonite

This or That

When Money Wins

God’s Promises: Noah and Me

There is a Time for Everything – He is coming home

 

*Many of the following posts are included, not because they talk about RTC, but because they show some progression of how he was doing at various points. There are also many, many exceptionally difficult times that were not included simply because I did not have the energy to write about them. As you’ll see in the final posts, though, things are finally starting to even out. We still have hard days/weeks, but overall this child is totally different from the child who was in and came home from RTC two years ago.*
 

And, He Is Back Home

There is a Time for Everything: Part 2

Transitions Part 1: Family Dynamics

Transitions Part 2: Perspective

Embracing the Crazy: An Update

From One to Another…

My Anchor In The Storm

Red Rover, Red Rover

Mom’s Mustard Seed: Trusting God

Dear Beautiful Mamas ~ A letter to others in our situation.

Christmas Vacation Reflections

A Year of Gratitude

A New Hope

Mom’s Mustard Seed: Peace in God

And so the school days continue…

A Year of Gratitude: Family Time

Once Upon A Time…Happily Ever After

Mom’s Mustard Seed: Gratitude and Family Travels

 

A Year After He Entered RTC

Mind Your Own Business & Don’t Laugh, It’s Autism

A Year of Gratitude: God’s Faithful Servants

Mom’s Mustard Seeds: The Length of a Year

A Year of Gratitude: A Good Morning

Onegai Shimasu

A Year of Gratitude: He Did It

When God Speaks

Prideful Tears

Dear Director of Special Education

No More Arguing!

It’s Complicated

 

Home a Year

Medicate Debate and My Son

Hello, New School Year

Moms at War

The Truth: Moms at War ~ A letter to other Moms at War

 

Two Years Later

Fearful Faith

And Some Days…

Wanted for Kidnapping

Successfully Completed A School Year

It’s a Squirrel Update: Part 2

My Son, My Hero

 

 

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