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I had a precious baby boy August 17th 2017. I had a hard delivery. It was a 35 hour induction process where they discovered high blood pressure and elevated protein in my urine. For anyone who doesn't know that is preeclampsia and very dangerous for both mother and baby. I eventually after about twenty eight hours agreed to an epidural and it didn't seem to be working. Eventually after meditating silently the pain was unbearable and I begged for a new epidural. When they came finally to check on me they discovered I was 10 cm. When they broke my second bag of water they found meconium. I knew meconium wasn't good and I pushed with all I had. After 10 minutes of pushing it out came baby. They gave him to me blue and not breathing as he was wrapped up in his cord. I rubbed his back saying come on buddy. After a few minutes he gave two squeaks and a smile. Then they took him to clean him up.
After 24 hours they came to me and told me I could go home if I wanted to. I had been there three days at this point and said yes. We did everything for discharge besides the car seat and photograph. All his blood was normal, the doctor cleared him and then a nurse came in the room and said my son was breathing fast. She went and got a different doctor who wanted blood work and an x-ray. He then ended up in the NICU with an infection that wasn't yet an infection. After day in the NICU being quote the strongest sick baby quote they had ever seen., they said he was twitching and that it seems like withdrawals. They had already drug tested me and I had nothing, not even after delivery. I was also tested back in May when I had been in the hospital. So they told me they wanted to put cotton balls in his diaper. I told them go for it. He too was clean, as I knew he would be. The only things I had taken pregnant or the things prescribed by Maternal Fetal Medicine. Lovenox, Omeprazole, which is Prilosec, Claritin, Ambien, Tizanidine and propranolol. They couldn't figure out the cause of his alleged withdrawal symptoms. They did however make a report to CPS.
A social worker came into the hospital. They talked with us. I explained how I didn't take anything not prescribed by MFM and gave the list. They then asked about my other children who have been removed years prior due to false allegations. I'd been extremely ill during the last case and I allowed them to over medicate me for mental illness I don't have because I was told it would get my children back. Seeing I had just been on life support I was in no position to fight and in the end when I was told I was going to lose I signed away the rights to my children so they would be adopted together. It was the last thing that I could control doing for my children.
The workers set up a time to view our home the next day. When the next day came my son was out of the NICU and back in our room, so only my husband went to show off our home to her. She looked at our home and approved it as suitable for Baby E. She then stated that her supervisor would not allow him home time. Non-existent domestic violence and then to health issues that the last time they say I was over-medicated for, and now they say that I am under medicated. However I will tell you not medicated I am stable. It was the medication that caused me issues.
Set the next day they sat us down for a safety meeting. Their plan, I was to move in with my aunt for as they call it, not eyes on supervision. Basically I can't leave alone but can do what I want on the property. My husband could be there all day but not spend the night. Same thing, not eyes on supervision. We walked a lot. We had a great time at first, going to see the ocean, walking in fresh air and doctors for my aunt. I asked my aunt to bring baby e and I to WIC to check his weight, I breastfeed and he was cranky at night. She told me she wasn't making a special trip. So I started trying to find an alternate supervisor.
Then a friend came to shower and never left, the couple moved in. This couple with smoke both cigarettes and marijuana in the back room at the home. The same home my son born with respiratory distress was living in. They kept smoking marijuana right next to me outside causing me to have to walk away constantly. The situation at the home was changing.
They had a barbecue at the house I was in the house with my son and a drunk relative of my aunt. My husband stepped in between them and told them not to fight because his son was inside. There was a lot of drinking at this home. But the state had told me I couldn't leave alone. So I was stuck if I didn't want to lose my son and I just walked constantly to keep him away from anything bad. At home he would not be near alcohol or smoke.
Then my aunts cousin came to visit. She started talking about being ignorant Fucks and how she was going to smash heads. How she had beat up men larger than my husband, We continued to walk the yard. Then one morning Grammy asked us to clean up the living room the guardian ad litem was coming the next day and they were rearranging the whole house. My stuff was clean and I had a six-week-old to care for. I took my son outside and the yelling began. Both cousin H and The Unwanted unattended new roommate k who was later found to have an open CPS case and a significant other J also living with us who was not allowed around children followed me outside yelling obscenities. I kept walking and they're yelling and swearing. My husband then said don't yell my son is here. The yelling got worse, so we buckled our son into our vehicle and did what any parent would do. We removed him from the situation, from the violent drug addicts. Then we called our lawyer, whom we had been calling for days. I also messaged my aunt who was out at the time, leaving us under Grammys supervision. My aunt then reported my leaving to the caseworker.
The next thing that happened was that our caseworker called and I informed her that the home was not safe for my son but that I would say nothing further without legal counsel. This would later be used against me in court after much back-and-forth through my lawyer I was forced to return to my aunts home for the evening with a safety meeting in the morning it took a lot of work to get myself to be allowed to stay with my solely breastfed feeding son. I tried to get the caseworker to require that h, j and k not being the home but was told it was not going to happen. Remember H was threatening to smash our heads and J&K had an open case and J is not allowed around children. All these individuals were still in the home that night. The next day we went to a safety meeting. I ask the workers what I should have done. They said I should have called. I asked what they would have done. They ended up telling me if I had no other person to supervise me they would remove my son. Just like when my aunt asked for propane, even though we had working heat and hot water in our home we were told if we did not find a way to get propane they would find a way to remove my son.
I told the CPS workers that if they had been doing their job this would not have happened. My son was not 6 weeks old and they had only visited the home once during the first week and not returned most of our calls. My aunt wasn't taking it seriously because. They claim to have gotten involved for Nas symptoms and yet weren't doing drug testing. They claimed domestic violence but we were under not eyes on supervision and no one was checking on us or returning phone calls. I was telling my aunt that anyone in her home had to be approved and got the my house my rules. So because she couldn't follow the rules that I was trying to tell her I felt my only option was to remove my son for his well-being. The state did not agree and removed my breastfed baby that day.
I gave him all my diapers, wipes, clothing, thermometer, coat, car seat and a quick rundown on likes dislikes and how to calm him when he had his cranky time at night in other words the magic trick. I also gave 16 oz of milk because I didn't have time to pump more. I requested donor milk which I was told they do not do. So I told him lactose free because I am lactose free. It upset me that my 100% breastfed baby would get unnatural formula.
Monday after my son being in care for only a weekend he was seeing an hour pediatrician. When I saw my son being carried in, I recognize the car seat. I held the door open for the foster parent, we will call her from here on JQ. She smiled and said thank you. I said well you have my son. This caused her to become flustered and in trying to put my son down she hit him with the diaper bag and dropped him in his car seat on the floor. She apologized and I smiled, said it was okay, grab my son and backed up to the chairs. I sat and begin to unbuckle him. Noticing his strap was quite loose I buckled him back up to check just how loose. Jake you seeing this tried to tell me he had just been out of his seat and they have been there awhile. Yet, just minutes before we had seen her car drive up and park and her remove his seat from the car. He was still sleeping at this point. In the exam room is where he opened his eyes and saw me. His eyes lit up. He was so happy to see his mommy and daddy. I know he was young, but he knew just who we were. And he still does. The nurses and doctor said look at him look at you, he knows his mommy. So we are leaving his appointment and daddy carries his seat out to JQs car. He goes to put him in the backseat, but first I want to check the base. So while daddy held him in his seat I reached in to do the jiggle test. It was a major fail. I grabbed the base and turned it upside down and moved it all over repeating this is not okay this is not okay. The caseworker, who is there called it an honest mistake. I will add, the first of many. But this honest mistake could have cost my son has life. We also found out she took my son on a hayride over the weekend, my 6 week old son. Since then things have just gotten worse.
I'm fighting to keep my son on breastmilk and. JQ keeps refusing breastmilk Supply, even to the point of daycare running out am I having to have a friend bring it and drop it off to my visit. I have my caseworker telling me to bring it and it being refused then being told it's not needed and finding out it is. I have brought it all the way to the state office to drop it off with the caseworker. I have JQ telling the caseworker she isn't refusing it one day care says she is. Once the caseworker got her to count her bags and milk she said she didn't know why her husband JM refused the milk as they were running low. Yet I was on the phone with see, the visit supervisor while she was at the daycare. JQ is telling the caseworker that my son's belongings that have never been in contact with smoke smell heavily of cigarettes. Daycare and see have passed my son back and forth and smelled him neither of them think my son smells at all like smoke She also does not believe that we smell like smoke or any of his belongings as we have asked her to smell us. Daycare told JQ that he was teething and she says he is not. I've gotten him at visits without socks, hat or coat in the snow. His nails are long unless I clip them. He smells of spit up and looks dirty. And it is not just me who makes these observations so does C who supervises our visits.
JQ has instructed daycare to place my son in the dirty outfit from our prior visit and send them to us. She fears we will steal her clothes. This was started before I took the clothing from the visit bag home to wash it because it was full of smelly dirty clothes. I have since brought them back. I have also begone To send a clean outfit to daycare for my son to be sent in. Daycare told see that JQ is instructing them to angle my son head downward and for 6 oz into him at a time. I reported this as well as the dirty clothes and at the pediatrician that she changed him to. It is her pediatrician and not the one that he had originally been going to. She demonstrated a different hold of my son and said daycare is feeding 10 oz every 5 hours.
C has told us she has never seen a bond so strong in an infant. When we see him as soon as he sees us he smiles and talks. He still asks to nurse and has a great latch. People are surprised he's still nurses so well. But when it's time to leave and you put on his coat and hat he begins to cry, not just any cry but a talking cry And just gives us those eyes. He screams when I Buckle him into the car But comes if I take him out. Just the other day at the doctor he started crying Talking objection to my putting on his coat. I gave him to JQ Who put him into his car seat. As she was buckling him he would glance at her and then lock eyes with me crying, like he was begging to go home with me. I guess you would have to see it. he would only look at her for a split second and then he would look over at me and stare at me looking right into my eyes and crying and talking. JQ and JM knowing I was there fed him a bottle on the way into the doctor's office. They did the same thing at the neurologist office. I've had just breastfed my son for 25 minutes during an EEG. They drove off with my son between his EEG and doctor's appointment. While they were gone they fed my son to Oz witch when he got back he had spit up so much that he went through three outfits. This was after they had thrown a fit at the beginning telling me that I couldn't breastfeed. Saying that the doctor was to blame. But at the pediatrician's office this day he kept shoving his fingers down his throat and spitting up and then asking to nurse but I couldn't because Jake you and JM would have jacked. Jake you convince the doctor last month to send my son to a neurologist for an EEG for infantile seizures. I began to breastfeed and she told me to stop, citing the doctor and the test as reasoning. Once in the room for the EEG they asked me to nurse and his EEG was done while Breastfeeding. His EEG was 100% normal. The doctor looked at her video of his seizure and properly diagnosed it as gas. He also told Jake you that he should be on breastmilk as long as possible and told her he does not have seizures. He also said my son never should have been diagnosed with NAS. Which I already knew. Yet with her new pediatrician just the other day she brought up as a concern his twitching, remember the gas.
She also said that another doctor thought he should be on formula. I immediately objected. She fired back and accused me in front of the doctor of being on drugs. Siding positive drug tests that don't exist. I told the doctor I was being drug tested. He asked by whom. I told him the state and then I just had one Friday. It was now Tuesday. He said he wanted to see them. He told JQ you that as long as I pass my drug tests it is in my son's best interest to get breastmilk. I have no positive drug tests not now and not during pregnancy. It's insulting to have my name slandered like this. This doctor at first was telling me how sometimes you can't continue breastfeeding and it doesn't make you a failure and that formula is just as good. I had to argue with him that there was nothing wrong with my milk. I even told him I take prenatal vitamins and a vitamin D calcium supplement. He told me that didn't matter.
JQ works as an ultrasound technician in the hospital that shares a campus with this new doctor's office. The doctor when introducing himself to us made the comment I've already met Jake you, but this was my son's first appointment with him. JQ is rolling receiving blankets up next to his head. She tilts the bottle into his mouth causing the milk to flow faster so he will finish it. The first day I met JQ you she said, "I'm 35 I don't have any kids but I want kids, I could be pregnant right now." Since then, more recently she has told daycare, "you know I can't have kids".
My counselor sees both my husband and I weekly and has been calling my case worker but she won't return his call. He wants to help us Get our son back. My husband's counselor also sees both of us and has not received a phone call. No one understands why my son is in custody. I'm not and was not on drugs. My husband is not domestically violent. He was never charged or arrested or even accuse other than by DHHS. He is however the guy you want in an emergency. He has ran into burning house and vehicles and help numerous people on the side of the road. In his younger days he was hit by a car pushing a crossing guard out of the way. He's a real hero.
JQ is also requiring that daycare no longer fill out the form on when his last pee, poop and feeding was. She does not want me to have any information on MY child. She gets very upset when we write on them and that it says visit with parents.
Our son was not in danger in our home. We removed him from danger. The state legally kidnapped our son and placed him in danger but because they placed him in this home they won't admit that my son is being neglected and abused.
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