Pirates have my boys held hostage!

Very sleath like, maybe even Ninja style, I snuck into Random Boys room to retrive my laptop so I could join in on todays #IBOT (That's I Blog On Tuesdays if you're not familar. It's hosted by the one and only Jess from Essentially Jess. If you've never been you really should stop by and have a gander! The recent #IBOT is here)

So where was I? Oh yes. Ninja style.

You see, I needed to steal my laptop back as Random Boy has pretty much held it hostage since the beginning of the holidays.

Why?

Oh let me tell you!

Remember waaaaay back in the beginning of October last year when I told you about Mr Hausfrau's new addiction? Then at the end of October when I was forced to eat my words?

No? Ok well I'll wait here and enjoy my laptops return while you head off and catch up! (Links are just above)

(for those too busy to play the catch up game I'll give you the quick low down. Mr Hausfrau started playing a stupid facebook game called Battle Pirates which I nicknamed Butt Pirates. In the past these little addictions never really lasted more than a week or two so I wasn't worried but by the end of October I knew that I had been mistaken! But you really should go read up on it - I'm pretty sure I wrote it funnier than that last year)

Ok - all caught up? Good.

So what's this got to do with Random Boy?

Well it seems that Mr Hausfrau, after almost 4 fecking months of the stupid game is still hooked AND he has now sucked Random Boy into playing too!!

I've now lost both of my boys to the pirates! *sob*

Random Boy playing Butt Pirates under the experienced instructions of Mr Hausfrau

Just for the record. I wrote this post this morning at 8am - then my laptop was stolen back and I'm only just getting to finish and click publish now at 1250!! Someone had to check his ships!!

Mr Hausfrau if you're reading this I'd like an iPad for my birthday please!

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R U OK? Are your kids OK too?

Are you ok?

If you were to ask me that question today my answer would involve frumpiness, pimples and the need for a holiday. But I would be grateful that you took the time to ask me.

However, this post isn't about how I'm feeling. It's about remembering to ask our kids if they are OK too.

I wanted to tell you the story of Random Boy. My soon to be 10 year old son.

Imagine your 8 year old baby telling you that he wanted to kill himself. 

What the hell was I meant to feel? 

Do? 

Was he serious? 

Was he just wanting attention? 

Should I ignore it and hope that he is just being silly? 

Should I go over the top and go all out to get him help?

The first time he said it I think I was too shocked to respond to him with anything more than a "don't be silly".

Behind the scenes I was freaking the hell out!

You see, Random Boy and PrincessBF have inherited a susceptibility to depression from their father. (Their father is not Mr Hausfrau but that's a story for another day)

Their fathers side of the family has a long history of depression.

He (their father) has battled with times of depression through out his life and tends to bottle everything up. He had suicidal thoughts. He tried antidepressants for a little while but decided that they were not for him.

His mother has been clinically depressed for a very very long time and has been on antidepressants since her marriage failed almost 40 years ago. Her side of the family tree is also full of a history of depression and suicide. 

He has 3 sisters. Lets call them S1, S2 and S3.

S2 killed herself 23 years ago when her marriage failed.

S3 found her and has not been the same ever since. She is in and out of a mental health hospital constantly and has tried to take her own life more times than I can remember.

S1 took her own life 4 years ago after years of depression and prescription substance abuse.

Random Boys father helped to conceive a baby boy 22 years ago who he had nothing to do with (at the mothers request) until the mother sought help from the Red Cross to find him when the boy was 15 as he was showing signs of depression. She remembered that there was a family history of depression as the baby was conceived not long after S2 killed herself.

So, as you can see, I had big reasons to be worried about the mental health of Random Boy when at the age of 8 he started talking about killing himself. (Of course I worry about PrincessBF too but she is too much like me!)

So what to do??? Ignore it? No. I wanted to deal with this early! I went to see my Doctor who put RB on a mental health plan and off we went to see a counsellor who specialised in children's mental health.

She was great. She was able to help RB find ways to redirect his thoughts when he was angry. To go and "cool down" instead of destroying his room or lashing out at me. It didn't always work but there was a huge improvement.

 RB has always been an emotional kid. More emotional than me with bad PMS! 

The good thing with RB is that he is has always been able to tell me how he is feeling.

Quite often he will tell me "I'm very angry right now because....." or "I'm angry now but I don't know why".

If we fight and he behaves bad or he says something not nice he will always come out later and say "Mami I'm sorry for being angry (etc etc)".

We still have our bad days. He occasionally still says he wants to kill himself. We talk about what's making him feel that way and how we can help fix it.

I'm not so scared any more. I do worry. I know that this will be something that will raise it's ugly head from time to time. I make sure that I try to communicate with him as much as possible and if something is worrying or upsetting him or if he is angry about something I try to get him to see the bigger picture or more positive side. I don't want something little to send him spiralling into depression as it did with his fathers family.

All I can do for now is be there for him and tell him every day that I love him.

 

If your child or a child that you know needs to talk to someone but doesn't want to confide in you make the suggestion of  Kids Help Line. Kids Helpline is a free, 24 hour counselling service for young people aged 5-25 years. Counselling is offered by phone, email and over the web. They care. They listen. Click here to find out more

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