Motherhood in my teen years

I was mind controlled from the womb, and it was reflected in how I raised my son as a teenager. Even though he got the best I had during those years, beside loving him and enjoying being his mom, at every turn I was reminded that I didn’t know what I was doing.

When his first word at 9 months was, “THIS!” it should have stirred me to research where to find help but I was paralyzed by inadequacy and overwhelming incompetence. Scrambling to discover what he needed from me, I came up short. Since he was severely premature he was tested in clinical settings regularly. That combined with experts insisting I use formula they made money from, instead of breastmilk that was free, there was no way his body should have been perfect, nor his IQ place him solidly in the range of genius. But that’s God!

Yet, because he was born to a Black, teenage, single mother and those who kept testing him over the years were neither, I watched the biases turn to shock on their faces followed by an unwillingness to help me understand how to respond. I also had no idea of the right questions to ask before allowing them to give me input. It was a mess that didn’t self- correct. Which of the 3 Parent Aqua Alters was I?

He graduated valedictorian of his preschool never doing a shred of homework and spending most of his time with the owner watching how she did her tasks, playing with their dog that came to school with them, or whatever they could to keep his brain active. I will always hold a treasured place in my heart for that venture owned by a family of Korean Christians, who warned me to be careful where I enrolled him next.

They taught him a crazy fun math method that I soon got lost in. Take the number 1. The way he learned to count was by seeing that it only had one line, so you count it as the #1. Next the number 2. Now you see a number that has two points on both ends so when you count them you get the #2. Since 3 has three points, when you count them you will see that they all line up in a vertical row that equals #3, and so on. The rules become more complicated as the numbers increase and he mastered it effortlessly.

Legally they were forbidden to tell me what they would do in my shoes. So, downhill his grades and motivation went year after year, until Peter the pedophile, a wolf in sheep’s clothing seized the opportunity to step into the gap, pretending to be a youth pastor.

What has any of this got to do with becoming a Genpreneur? Everything! Just like the rules of engagement we deploy throughout life, whether we like it or not our choice decides the course of our nation. our family, our wealth and beyond.

Motherhood in my 40’s

One morning my sunrise hiking team challenged me with what I would do once my daughter was born. My son was 23-yrs old, and it hit me that I still didn’t have a strategy. To answer their questions and my own about how to overcome what I missed with him, I went through one client file after another grappling with each one of my client’s core issues, analyzing them from every possible angle. Out of it came terms like the 3 Aqua Alters, Frizzamyer” ultimately Genpreneur all culminating in this National Mom Challenge. As a Life Coach the theme became clear. My clients were moms who did not know why God created them, why they were part of a unique family and what their contribution should be. As a result they floundered so their children did too. Now you are able to use my learning curve and theirs to level up your own legacy.

It took decades to see the layers of deception that surrounded me. Still, I didn’t make a move until my daughter finally spoke up about what Peter the pedophile was doing to her, causing over 30-years of marriage and motherhood to collapse in seconds.

As disheartening as it was to be clueless of my 9-month old’s cry for help, the feelings of loss, helplessness, sobriety” were much more painful the 2nd time around. In fact, a threat against my children was the only thing that caused me to engage my body, brain and spirit being.

How God led me through crisis to the real me

There has to be more importance to your “why” beyond wealth generation before what you do can be called success. 

Going into business with someone close to you can quickly surface sides of your character you didn’t know needed improvement. My professional and personal learning curve got accelerated while co-working with my little one. Whether paying more attention to her subtle cues or allowing space for her to have 1.5 tantrums in public with no interference, my “why” got much more clearly defined and my time got streamlined with her beside me. Those formative years forged authoritative parenting in me, setting the tone for our approach on multiple continents, even while being trafficked.

Surprisingly, our circumstance went unnoticed because of it, while the number of my critics grew. The few who needed to know were in utter disbelief. Like when she interviewed arguably the largest publisher in the Middle East who asked to make hers the face of a new project he was developing, until he learned we were being trafficked that is. Then he went radio silent. Yet, I was driven to create curriculum wherever we found a place to sleep, hide, wait, run… In a decade of life or death movements, I was NEVER distracted. My “why” was that powerful. From the 4 Seasons, Marriot Hotels, USAA insurance, Paypal, Money Gram, Andrews Federal Credit Union and a whole host of other American corporate giants who all sided with Peter the pedophile refusing to respond to our need for help., some actively joining him in causing us harm.

Having the benefit of hindsight my client families helped to refocus me. I went from wanting to commit suicide after a coaching session to being the parent I wanted to have. I learned a painful lesson about the importance of active parenting.

Rather than empowering predators hiding behind corporate veils, meeting with small business owners and seeing how they approach their niche enriches our lives whether its been food for our table, clothes and shoes for our feet, her teachers and mentors… my purse is powerful! Putting my beliefs into practice to become the original Genpreneur taught me that co-working with my daughter required a high level “why” forcing God and family to the top of my list of priorities.

When Brad shared the Johnson family values during his interview with Justin Donald it became obvious how they apply to this National Mom Challenge too. So, I repurposed them for our use around here. See what you take-a-way from the list that I adapted.

National Mom Challenge members:

• Get uncomfortable and do hard things
• Have each other’s backs like a family in unity
• Speak in love and check in with each other
• Provide a safe place for “why” and then the “how-to”
• Make memories and celebrate wins together
• Stand up for things we believe in with 1 voice
• are leaders who reverse child and family injustice
• Own our mistakes and quickly make things right
• Access and exercise authority in Heaven on earth

The news is the report for the unsaved. The Word is the report for God’s people.

Pastor Nancy Dufresne

The Holy Spirit honored my trust in Him. My swift obedience goes beyond words to describe our outcomes. I create an atmosphere for miracles so they surround me. Living in shelters with those like us who were also trafficked I desperately searched for anyone under similar circumstances who thought beyond it. Not finding a single cohort anywhere bothered me so much that it is now part of my “why”. Together our members are taking childhood off the endangered list. I lived with those the media profiles. Yet I’ve more often met with some of the 10’s of millions they never mention. From surgeons and all manner of physician specialists, business owners and others whose children have been removed using illegal court orders across the country, our stories are suppressed so you can’t see how much like you we are. In isolation the experts you turn to are as vulnerable as you. Some of whom my daughter and I have sat across the table from or been on zoom calls with empower us. Many once at the top of their game, are now barely coherent so we join our voice to theirs in this National Mom Challenge.

I was rejected by every judge under islamic law, and then every lesser law enforcement authority before qualifying to submit our case to the U.S. Supreme Court. Not one judge took interest or allowed us to be heard. What shocked me was finding them to operate exactly the same as if we were still in the Middle East, by threatening me with orders of imprisonment if I did not turn my child over to Peter the pedophile. Under islamic law a female is only half human. That comes with a lot of evil that I witnessed firsthand in Bahrain. But I never expected it to be repeated to the letter on Capitol Hill. All the judicial officials whose courtroom I entered, were fully committed to the predator’s right to choose. Peter warned me of this when he said, “No one will help you [in D.C.].” Why? Those controlling the U.S. Capitol are fully aligned with him and have been for decades. As my blog named for his Nobel Prize winning lyrics explains, they are Not like us by Kendrick Lamar.

I’m not praying for a move of God. I am a move of God!

William Booth, Founder of the Salvation Army

That’s why I declare that I am the original Genpreneur and I won’t back down!

These memories remind me who I was before the drama began. It played a huge role in rebooking my soul to repurpose the yuck of the past into my focus today. And look at us sharing time together because of it. I truly appreciate you and am grateful to God that He led you here.

I’m Adelaide. Thanks for joining me.

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