Epic Mom Failure Short Story

Epic Mom Fail: A Preparedness Story

Sometimes being a young mother is hard. Being a single, stay at home mom, makes life even harder. From a very early age, my son could not cope, it seemed like almost every time I turned around he would be crying his heart out. He was in such distress; it broke my heart. Being young, not having a healthy support system, and doctors telling me there was nothing wrong with him, made me feel like I had no idea what I was doing and that I was the one causing my son’s pain. I was indecisive, unsure, and the lack of confidence in my gut instincts to help my son would lead to many agenizing years for not just my son, but also myself and my daughter.

I have never experienced surviving a disaster like we are studying

This program would help keep children in the home with love ones where they felt secure, and structured a support system around their families. The support system became a team that would meet as often or as little as needed. Our team became my family’s life preserver. Our team had planning segments of the meetings, to help me to talk with doctors, support my son in a more positive way during crises, and be a more organized and confident parent. Another aspect of our meetings were focused on frontloading (mitigation), to ease or even sometimes alleviate some of my son’s stressors. We also worked on how to recover or come back to a healthy environment after a crisis

This is why it is so important for me to make lists. I make lists for everything to help me stay focused and on task. When my son was in a hospital I was on the road more often than not due to the fact we lived in a small town. I practically grew up in an auto shop. So, I know a thing or two about cars. When my Daytona was acting funny one night I started to check everything out. Not finding anything wrong at home. I meant to take it to the shop to get the codes read the next day. I did not write it down and forgot about it. A couple of days later I was so excited I put the kids in the car for a three-hour drive to go out of town for Halloween. We were on our way back from trick or treating with the children in one of the hospitals that my son had just been in and my car just died on a two lane mountain highway, in a blizzard. I could not fix the car and I had no cell service. We spent hours huddled together under blankets in the back