My son is having the darnedest time keeping his cool. He finds himself pestering every one until he is in trouble. It became so difficult that I asked him to do his homework in his room. I thought that would be enjoyable to him. I was wrong. He destroyed his room and barricaded himself in there. I tried to let it go. I waited. I pushed the door and moved everything out from behind it. No one was injured but he was still in a foul mood. I left after giving him my expectations. Put everything away properly.
I went down stairs and within 10 minutes Ella came down to tell me a sibling was naked in the hall. I knew instantly what was happening and asked that child to come down. She tried to act like it was all a misunderstanding but I knew better. They are NEVER to be undressed outside their bathroom. Period. She stammered and gave in. She was trying to find a way into his room and "relieve some stress". I calmly told her I understood. I asked a few questions to see if anything happened. It did not. I praised her for not doing anything.
I invited Cyr into the conversation by saying, "I think it is a normal reaction to have those feelings. What do you think Cyr?" She stepped up. She shared, she listened. She was the big sister she was meant to be. She did something I never thought she would. She apologized to them for the times in the past when she wasn't safe. She told them she loved them. I am sure it seems simple. It's just an apology. It took almost 2 years for her to say it and mean it. She barely choked out the words. She looked at them when she said it. They instantly curled up and cried harder than I have ever seen. It was healing. They became a team.
We talked about the very real possibility that one child wouldn't be able to speak in court. I asked them to understand she may not be strong enough. She isn't like them. My son said, "It's b/c of what they did to her". He shared what he had seen. It was different than anything else they have come forward with. It is a new charge. They all agreed it would be OK if she couldn't. They would tell the story for her. They would protect her.
This has been one hell of a week. I have been scared, anxious, exhausted, frustrated, and angry. Probably the most emotional week of my life. Tonight made it all worth it. They love each other. They are willing to do something to help one of them. I could not be any more proud to be their mother, to know them. I am the lucky one here. I have amazing children. They are my heroes.