4 Ways to Strengthen Sibling Relationships

When I first began to grasp the immensity of Calvin’s disabilities one of my first worries were his three siblings. How would they feel connected with a brother that would never talk? Noah wanted a playmate and Calvin would never push cars in the sandbox with him or tease their sisters together. Would they ignore him? Would they get bored and disinterested because of his lack of response?

Three years later some of our worst fears have been realized. Calvin has no purposeful  movement and is unable to communicate by switches or noises. However, our fears of our children (ages 5, 6 and 9) connecting with Calvin have been blown out of the water. Although not always perfect, they are fiercely protective, seek Calvin out and (most recently) drawing straws about whose turn it is to sleep with him at night.

I want to encourage those of you who are new on this journey. Maybe your child is non-verbal or has physical disabilities that prevent them from interacting with their siblings. Don’t give up hope! There are many unconventional ways to create bonds and nurture relationships between your kids. It takes creativity and you the parent are the expert in your home! Here’s a just a  few tips that I hope are helpful.

1. Don’t reprimand your kids for expressing  themselves about their sibling with special needs. The first time our daughter yelled, “Yuck, he’s drooling on me!” my defensive hackles shot sky-high and I strongly reprimanded her. A friend (much farther along the path of raising a child with special needs) counseled me , “Let your kids express themselves to you. If they don’t express their frustration or anger to you they might force fake acceptance or take it out on the sibling with special needs. Encourage them to come to you.”

Today our kids feel free to come to us and share their angst about whatever is bothering them (drool, trach secretions, lack of response, etc.). Instead of correcting I empathize with them and then turn their perspective to look at things from Calvin’s point of view. Here’s a very real example:

Kiddo: Mom, I wish I had a little brother that could walk. I want someone to play with, all of Calvin’s toys are boring.

Me: I know, I bet you would love to play ball with Calvin, wouldn’t you? I bet more than anything Calvin would love that too. Hey, why don’t you put on those silly songs that you and Calvin love? He loves when you do that with him.”

Providing an outlet for the negative emotions (without wagging the finger) while simultaneously feeding in the positive perspective gives siblings the freedom to move on and build better relationships with their sibling.

2. Don’t remind (et nauseum) your kids of their differences. Those are usually obvious and they’ll pick them up pretty quick without your help. Instead bridge the gap of differences by making the emphasis be on “family” rather than “individuals”. Of course each child (special needs or not) has individual needs that need your attention and love, but let the rhythm of your days be a more “whole family” perspective rather than a focus on a particular child. Find ways to relate and share common experiences. Emphasize your commitment and honor to one another.

One way we do this is by sharing about our day at the dinner-table. Each person tells a bit about their day and when we get to Calvin one of us fills in for him. Calvin loves it–I usually add a bit of humor to his story as I relate his day of therapy, school or doctor visits and tell funny details from a three-year-old’s point of view which make the other kids split with laughter. I’ll raise his hands with expression and move his hands to gesture. It’s the highlight of our dinnertime. Calvin just grins and enjoys all the attention while the kids feel a stronger connection to him and are more in touch with the details of his days.

3. Don’t guilt your kids into taking an interest in their sibling with special needs. There is no better way to squash a sibling relationship than dumping loads of guilt or nagging onto it. Instead take the opposite approach, encourage and praise your kids when they do show kindness and involvement with their sibling with special needs. You can foster this attitude daily! I’ve found that once a child feels confident and proud of being a helper they want to do more! Pass on the attitude that it’s a privilege to care for their sibling even though it’s sometimes hard. Our oldest daughter once queasy from drool, now tells me when he needs to be suctioned, lets me know if anything seems off or will pop down and read books to him when he seems sad. And those are just a few ways she’s involved!

We’ve made it a fun privilege to take turns sleeping with their little brother. This morning I woke up and found Noah (6) reading books to Calvin and wiping his mouth. The next half hour he played his toy soldiers next to Calvin and occasionally set up army guys in Calvin’s hands. I have never asked him to do this but he’s taken an interest because he wants to.

 4. Dream a little. Kid’s imaginations are wild, aren’t they? So many of their fears, hopes and ideas come out in their play (for young ones especially) or in writing and songs. The last few months we struggled along with Calvin in the ICU for months. Each night after a long day at the hospital we would tell a story, adding a chapter each time.

It started off with Noah beginning the story about four kids (who just happened to have the same names) in a magical land. Each night a different child told the next chapter and many nights I had tears in my eyes as we drove through the dark streets. Every chapter had the four kids interacting as if  Calvin had no disabilities. He was saving them from creatures, scooping them up onto his magical horse and discovering magical playgrounds with them. Their thoughts of him were high and their love for him fierce in their stories. It blessed Darryl and I and filled their minds with joy even while Calvin literally lay a few steps from death. In the dark nights and hard times dream together as a family, create places of joy.

~Kara Dedert

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He Carries You!

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When we are tired and feeling defeated, it’s easy to let doubts and unbelief take control of our thoughts. It seems death is not the greatest enemy (although certainly the last) but rather unbelief. I love the story of the Israelites, or more specifically, God’s tenderness and faithfulness as he led them to Canaan. They cried “foul” so many times–against God, against Moses. They were sure God was against them, that He had hard dooming purposes for them anytime pain or hardship threatened.

I’ve been tempted to cry “foul”, not in the desert but in a sophisticated ICU which has been our home for most of 2013. It’s easy to believe that we are left out to dry or forgotten as we watch our son slip away and retreat into uncontrolled seizures. That God is against us or doesn’t care. Or that his purposes are cold and cruel.

The Israelites had “had” it: the sand baked their feet, the manna tasted bland, they were thirsty, the were a rag-a-muffin band up against a city with walls to the heavens and the giants next door looked like they would literally stomp them out. The odds didn’t look good and so they met up in their tents to murmur and question God’s motives: ”Because the Lord hated us he has brought us out of the land of Egypt, to give us into the hand of the Amorites, to destroy us. Where are we going up? Our brothers have made our hearts melt, saying, “The people are greater and taller than we. The cities are great and fortified up to heaven. And besides, we have seen the sons of the Anakim there.”’  (Deut. 1:27)

Have you had your heart melt with fear? Or maybe it was your stomach twist with nausea at what you fear is impending doom? I’m like the Israelites–I may not meet in a tent to murmur but I fret in a quiet place with my husband. Satan wants us to believe the Lord is against us, he wants us to succumb to the pain and fear. We melt from our own “giants” of seizures and pneumonia. What are your giants? Are you melting in your heart, feeling like you are in a difficult struggle with impossible odds? Are you tired from hard days when you feel alone in caring for your child or days when you go in circles not seeming to make any progress?

Moses reminded them of truth as they drank in the lies of unbelief, ”Do not be in dread or afraid of them. The Lord your God who goes before you will himself fight for you, just as he did for you in Egypt before your eyes, and in the wilderness, where you have seen how the Lord your God carried you, as a man carries his son, all the way that you went until you came to this place.” (Deut. 1:29-31).

They felt like they were in the battle alone, that the prospect of victory or defeat rested on their efforts, but the truth was, they were being carried. God was doing the work, they simply needed to trust him for strength and provision and trust that he intended good for them. How tenderly the Lord cares for his own, he carries us in the hard times even when reality seems to shout that we are deserted and forgotten. Trekking through a desert was not comfortable or convenient. Most of our situations are not what we would choose. But the blessing God has in store for us on these desert roads are many. Unbelief steals away the awareness of the everlasting arms carrying us.

He carries his own. He has carried us “all the way that [we] went until [we] came to this place.” He carries my son, now lying in a coma and on a vent. He has carried us to this day (March 27, 2013) and to this place (DeVos Children’s Hospital, 806). Where are you today? He has carried you too, hasn’t He? You’ve made it through countless days you looked up against, through situations you thought you’d never be able to go through. Let’s take all the  heart murmuring lurking inside and repent of our distrust in His goodness and faithfulness. We have a God who carries us, just as we carry our own children!

How tenderly he cares for us even in the desert. 

~Kara Dedert

Bitter or comforted?

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Hard circumstances almost always go hand-in-hand with the temptation to become bitter. Grief either tenderizes us or hardens us and the truth is, sometimes it does both. How do we get bitter? We don’t dwell in the comfort God has provided, instead we dwell on the disappointments of what we thought life should give us. Sometimes when I see little boys running around with their happy moms, bitterness tempts me, “Of course they are happy, I would be too if my son were better.” Embarrassed by my own ugliness I stuff it down and smile; my guess is that you’ve fought it too, haven’t you?

Bitter at other parents for cheering their super-achieving kids at the finish line, first-place, when your son struggles to finish. Or maybe hasn’t even started the race and you swallow the longing for just.one.achievement. I have nothing to cheer about, each day is a struggle. Why can’t my kid have it easier? Why do some families have it so “perfect”? Bitter at your church family as you leave the service, again, to attend to your child’s needs when all you wanted was to be fed with the Word. Why can they sit there all pretty while I have to go out and deal with this again? Why me? They have no idea what I have to deal with. Bitter at your spouse as you seem to be on opposite sides instead of caring for one another. Can’t he see I’m stretched thin and why doesn’t he care and help out more? Why do I always have to be the one dealing with this? She hardly knows I exist and only focuses on the kids, it’s like I’m invisible except for when I do something wrong.  Bitter at yourself for not being able to meet everyone’s needs, for never feeling like enough for anyone. I wish this job was left to someone else more capable, I totally messed up. I wish I were happier, thinner, smarter, more patient… Bitterness is a parasite that eats at your insides, robs your joy, and sucks you lifeless. Like big ships deserted and left to sink, bitterness leaves you groaning and creaking with no place to go but down. It makes you feel like chalk is stuffed into your mouth and makes each day difficult to swallow. I’ve been there and a step further. Bitter towards God. I thought I’d worked through grief and successfully defeated the temptation to bitterness. But when I found myself sitting in church with a cynical heart, thinking the Word was not powerful enough to deal with the mountains in life, I knew sin was alive, well and battling hard.

This Battle of Grief is never won and checked off the spiritual to-do list. It is a battle that will last til arriving in glory where there will be no more soul-rending grief. It’s a battle that Satan will continue to use to discourage you, to make you mistrust God and His purposes, to ensnare you in bitterness til you are stripped of all joy, power and comfort in your Christian walk and witness. If you’ve seen any of these evidences of bitterness in your heart, repent and turn with me to the Comforter. God is familiar with bitter sinners. He knows how to take our hard cynical hearts and tenderize them perfectly with His Word and Spirit. How? Usually not by changing our circumstances. He reaches needy believers with hard circumstances and pours in Himself.  Not just a band-aid covering but soul-saturating  and soul-sustaining comfort. Supernatural comfort! Isaiah confirmed over and over to a captive and bitter people that God desired to comfort them, the problem was they didn’t want him! Job who was tempted to bitterness at the world and God confirmed the only comfort for his soul was the Redeemer. Paul who went through all sorts of hard times was thankful for the circumstances because they allowed Him to experience the comfort of God. Read the Psalms, can you see the heart of God longing to comfort you through your hard circumstances? The same God who wanted the nation of Israel, David and Paul to experience his comfort desires to comfort you.

How do we resist bitterness and become tenderhearted? We drink from the rivers of comfort offered to us in Christ and daily surrender broken dreams looking to Him with great expectation. The problem of bitterness in our hearts is not because the sufficiency of God’s comfort is lacking, the problem is we want “better” circumstances more than we want God’s comfort. At the end of the day, I don’t have any excuse to be bitter. The real question is, will I receive His comfort?

The LORD is close to the brokenhearted; he rescues those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18

Kara Dedert

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