Your child is difficult Part One
Your child is difficult...

Have you ever been told you have your hands full? 

Perhaps you've heard that your child is difficult? 

Maybe the words have been different, but the judgement behind the words- the same. 

Can I tell you something-while our highly sensitive children may come with an extra learning curve and a lot of growth on our part, our children are never any of the above, especially difficult. At least not in the sense that they are trying to cause us distress, hardship or intentionally make things problematic...

Am I coming to saying this as a mama that has never had a moment of wondering why my child was so much harder than others? Nope, in fact, I'm coming to you to share,  because just last night I found myself thinking hmmm, maybe so and so is right...maybe I need to crack down on a few things. 

I let my head hang and the tears fall. The truth was it had been a long week and I forgot to remind myself that my daughter had pulled in the yucky energy from our not so great neighbors just as I had. To top it off we were both running on very little sleep (due to the same neighbors). Oh and I had just locked us out of the RV and it was really late and...

When I stopped to take inventory of the week, I realized that I had dropped the ball and the things that I know support my child and myself,  were put aside as we were just working on getting through the day. 
1. Our week was very off, yet we did less decompressing 
2. I spent a lot of energy trying to ignore the chaotic energy of our neighbors,  but forgot to pour back into myself  which spills over to my daughter. There are so many ways to do this,  but for us it's usually extra cuddles, yoga,  art or extra time outside-which was hard because my daughter was afraid to go out of the RV. *Sidenote our neighbors were both arrested and their RV and car has been removed...
3. I did not take time to release my emotions,  instead I hung onto them. If your raising a hsc you know that they feel everything you do...

I share this because our children aren't difficult in a negative way or purposefully with the intent to pull us under. They aren't higher maintenance or... In fact they are a huge gift of we choose to see the gifts they bring into our lives. Our children force us to work on our inner child, to heal, rest and step outside the norm. Our children don't simply comply, but instead ask to be seen and heard and nurtured for who they are. 

I strongly believe in breaking the idea that children are meant to be seen not heard. 

In breaking this, it moves us to respect children as humans, to understand that their voice and emotions aren't defiance,  but instead a beautiful gift. Their voice so freely flows, just as their emotions do and in time, as they watch us express ourselves, move through heavy things and be who we are called to be, our children also step into who they are, instead of who we or society believe they should be. 

So often people look at the quiet, well behaved, never throws a fit, sleeps all night....child as a "good child." What happens when we began to realize that children like this are often the children that have been molded to believe that what they truly need doesn't matter? Or that their emotions need to be stuffed for the comfort of those around them? 

What becomes of the "good child" in the long run? 

And what becomes of the "difficult child" that has support, understanding,  compassion and time to grow into themselves? 

I will always choose the "difficult child.

I believe that children are meant to be heard, seen and respected so that when they are adults they know they are worthy of respect, while being heard and seen.

Stay tuned for part two.
AS ALWAYS I'M SENDING YOU HUGS AND POSITIVE ENERGY AS YOU RAISE YOUR HS CHILD OR CHILDREN 

Joey 
@dDestinationmommy 

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Meet Joey Hodlmair

 
Hello! I'm Joey,

A 41 year old mama of one, my miracle baby. I'm a lover of all things nature and you'll often find me barefoot in the garden. I was raised "wild" as many would call it today. I spent my days outside as a child, collecting rocks and sticks and swimming with my ducks. We made beautiful art from our nature treasures and ate lunch with dirt under our nails. The best part~I was raised by my mom. Unfortunately a woman that didn't know her worth and to this day wonders if the childhood she provided us was enough.

My mom and my childhood~Are the reasons I'm here in this space. To encourage you to find the calm in where your heart calls you to be. To encourage you to leave the hustle behind and be connected with what truly matters. 

I wasn't raised with all the latest and greatest,  but I was raised at home by a mama that made the mundane, magical. Her time was and is a gift. I'm here to tell you to let go of what the world wants you to believe a child needs in order to be happy.

More about me~ I am an empath, raising an emapth. My work is currently supporting families raising emapths.  My love language is acts of service, but I'm working on putting myself at the top of the list. I can play several instruments by ear, but the cello is probably my favorite. I'm a recovering workaholic, once a woman that believed her worth was determined by how much she accomplished...I love homemade food and meals at the table. I am an introvert, that loves being home, yet craves connection. I'm Hispanic, Chinese and Native American. I'm a infertility warrior that once dreamed of 7 children. I'm a work in progress and thankful for this chapter in my life that has taught me to never judge a book by its cover.  

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