💙💚💛💙💚💛💔💙💚💛💙💚💛~*disclaimer*~I will answer any and all questions that you might have about what is going on, how the boys are doing. I have nothing to hide. I'm only reaching out for help so that can get to spend adequate mom time with them.
Hi. My name is Tiffany Lydick and I am the lucky momma to 3 amazing and lovable little boys.... *Nathanael, *Noah and *Nicholas. I live for these boys.
About a year ago, after a long and tumultuous relationship with their father he threw me out of his house. This was easy for him to do because the house and everything else was in his name. Due to my multiple, physical and mental health related disabilities and his lack of affection and nurturing I had spent most of the last 14 years spending every ounce of my energy working on our relationship and raising our children. When he threw me out I had nothing. No where to go, no savings, no car, an expired license, health problems, out dated computer skills and ZERO family to help me when I was down. I was forced to try and start over with nothing and even though it was devastating to leave my sweet boys there, it was all that I could do to make sure they had a roof over their head.
After couch surfing for a little while, I reconnected with a dear friend who I have come to consider a mother figure. She had just been diagnosed with stage IV Pancreatic cancer and was given about a year to live. She needed somebody to be there around the clock for her, because shes in constant pain and as weak as a kitten,and I was more than happy to help her out. She offered to let me stay in her spare bedroom while caring for her, which was a lifesaver at the time, as I had no where else to go. My plans were to help care for my friend, while trying to work somewhere else and save money to get a car and apartment to bring my boys home to. Sadly, my own health hasn't responded well to the stress and absence of my son's and I have been unable to work.
Unfortunately she lives almost 100 miles away from my babies. I hardly ever get to see them anymore, as I have neither a licence nor a car. Their dad is well off and has plenty of time to provide transportation, but he feels like it isn't his responsibility to make sure his boys see their mom and refuses to help in any way. In order to see my boys I have to find a ride out there and save money to get a hotel room so I have somewhere to stay with them. It is always a gut wrenching experience when I'm able to arrange a visit.
Steve is an excellent financial provider with a solid steady income from his veterans disability. He has been able to consistently keep a roof over their heads, clothes on their backs and food in their tummies. The boys know stability because of Steve's financial stability. That is so important. Unfortunately Steve's benefits are provided to him because he is afflicted with severe depression and PTSD (Gulf War) and this makes him unable to provide the basic AFFECTION, nurturing, and attention these little boys need. All of these things are necessary in the healthy development of any child, but even moreso with our sons, because they have been through such a traumatic change in their life (mom moving out). The boys dad is clinically incapable of empathy and doesn't understand that they're acting out because of the huge change. While children are resilient, they are also very sensitive and intuitive. They need to be able to talk and understand why suddenly their mom is gone most of the time and their dad is just unable to provide them that comfort they need right now.
I'd like to tell you a little bit about each one of my boys...
This is Nathanael, my oldest. He will be 13 on October 27th. He is ASD and also suffers from some degree of depression. His dad has always refused to accept the diagnosis and has fought getting him the intensive help he needs. He is unable to relate to Nathanael and has actually given up trying years ago. I always played peace maker between these 2. Nathanael is a good kid, loves animals and always tries to do the right thing.
This is Noah Jacob, my middle baby. He will be 7 on October 10th. Noah is my Caretaker baby. He is protective of every single person in his family but especially his little brother Nicholas. He looks out for every one of us, and worries about every one of us. He is Creative, Artistic, he LOVES to learn and is also a problem solver. Everybody who meets Noah just loves him and agrees that there is defiantly something special about him. It was his idea to get a dream catcher to combat the night terrors he started having around the time I moved so far away from him. He misses me. I make special effort to call him every day and let him know I'm still here and I love him.
This is Nicholas a.k.a my Pickle juice. He's my last baby and he will be 4 on September 22. He is possibly ASD, because of a pretty moderate speech delay, but his dad thinks he will grow out of it. My Pickles is a sweet, love buggy, hilarious, crafty and precocious little guy and although he struggles with his words, I can always understand him when he gets on the phone and demands "Momma come home!"
As for myself, I've been diagnosed with depression and an anxiety disorder, PTSD and Borderline Personality, which stem from a childhood full of sexual and mental abuse, abandonment, and chaos.
I have worked very hard for years to learn healthy coping skills. Dialectal Behavioral Therapy (DBT) has helped me tremendously and on top of that I have years of therapy under my belt. I will break the cycle of abuse from way back in my family tree.
I want to be there for my boys, to comfort them and teach them how to process their feelings and emotions in healthy ways, so they dont have to suffer for 30 years first. I need to be there for them, to love them as only a mother can.
I currently have a disability lawyer representing my disability case and the court hearing is scheduled for September 2018. I have no doubt that will also be the month I collect disability benefits because of the lifelong battles with PTSD and BPD, as well as Epilepsy, which I have been dealing with since 1994 and has been getting worse due to stress.
Because the situation with my boys is growing dire; because I still have six months until I will be able to financially do anything to get me closer to my boys; because the boys NEED their mother to be close to them..... Because I found THEE most perfect apartment not 12 miles away from my babies, in Jonesville! 2 bedroom, 475, ALL UTILITIES INCLUDED!!!!................................................ Because of all these reasons I have started this Fundraiser for my boys and I
I plan on using every bit of help I might get to go towards being there for my boys.
- First months rent and security deposit on an apartment
- Bare minimum to put in apartment
- I need to renew my drivers license/take the drivers test
- Maybe a cheap safe transportation
- IF car--- insurance and registration.
Feel free to email with any comments, questions, or concerns.