It is amazing the hoops CPS wants you to jump thru. They wanted us to take parenting classes and set them up. After we had done 7 weeks of them they changed their minds and said we needed to take them somewhere else. But then they wanted us to pay 100.00 each to take them. They demanded i take random drug and alcohol testing because they said my dad had told them I was a drunk and druggie. When they called I always went and passed every single test because it wasn't true. They wanted t do a DNA test on Clint to see if my father was his father. If I hadn't been so shocked about that one I would have found it funny. We knew where our kids were from the day we got out of jail. We had addresses, phone numbers and everything. Now I would think if we was such bad parents we wouldn't have been allowed that info. We was in court every other week for six months straight. If it wasn't over the kids it was over the failure to report abuse charges. And every two weeks it was rescheduled for two weeks later. We weren't allowed to be alone with the kids at all because they were afraid we would talk to them about the case. We were allowed phone calls from them every night but the foster parent had to listen to what was being said. The kids weren't allowed to tell us if they had gotten into trouble or if something was bothering them or they would be made to hang up. Geneva said the phone calls were not to be used for those things. We weren't to be alone with the kids at all so we had to find someone who would supervise visits but yet the workers on 2 different occasions got in the car and left us with the kids and foster parents.
We had the monthly visits at our home from the workers. We had weekly visits with the boys and only with Mindy if someone would supervise. Telling my daughter she couldn't come visit was wrong. It made her feel terrible. After all we had been thru and then she wasn't even allowed to visit when the boys did?
I called the worker every single day. If my kids told me something that had been done to them I called and threw a fit. I spent hours and hours on the phone with attorneys and online doing research and even reading law books on family law. I set up a camera or my phone every single time a worker came in my house or called and recorded everything. I wrote down and documented every phone call that came in or went out, every visit and I let them know I did it. I trusted no one anymore.
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Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Seeing the kids for the first time
Clint was released from Kosairs after we had our care plan meeting. A worker went and picked him up and brought him to the CPS office. I will never ever forget seeing him for the first time since they took them. I grabbed him and wrapped my arms around him and wouldn't let go. I just kept telling him I love him and asking him if he was ok. He said yes he was ok and mom can you please let go now. I know I held him for a good five minutes before Kate Jeffcoate rudely told us to come out of the hall.
We went in a room where they had glass and they sat on one side and watched and listened to everything we were saying. At that point I was so glad to see him I just didn't care.
The foster parent was bringing Mindy and Jeff to the office so we could see them. I don't know who ran to each other faster me or them. I just grabbed them and didn't want to let go. We all went back in the meeting room and of course they had a lot of questions. Geneva called me out in the hall to tell me that we weren't to talk about what had happened and just to tell them we just wanted to visit with them so we wasn't going to talk about it. Do you know how hard that was one me? I wasn't allowed to answer any questions they had. The whole point of that was they didn't want me to say anything negative about CPS or KSP. We tried to make the best of the little time we had with them.
It didn't seem like we had very long with them. We asked them if there was things they wanted from home and told them we would bring them the next visit. About all we could say at that point was we was doing what we could to get them home as fast as we could.
Leaving them that day was terrible. The foster mother had brought them and when it was time for them to leave the workers got in their cars and left and left us standing in the parking lot with our kids and foster mom. They got in her truck and before we got back to our car Mindy and Jeff was running across the parking lot screaming. The foster mother was all mad because they wouldn't get in the truck. We hugged them and I carried Jeff back to the truck while Mindy walked with my husband. I had to literally put Jeff in the truck and fasten his seatbelt He was screaming for me not to make him go and I was crying and said I don't have a choice. He was screaming crying and saying yes you do. The foster mom shut the truck door and drove off. Later when i was thinking about it I came to the conclusion we must not be such bad parents if the workers felt comfortable enough leaving us alone with them. For all they knew we could have beat the foster mom and took the kids and ran. This was only the first week of the next 6 months of hell we would have....
We went in a room where they had glass and they sat on one side and watched and listened to everything we were saying. At that point I was so glad to see him I just didn't care.
The foster parent was bringing Mindy and Jeff to the office so we could see them. I don't know who ran to each other faster me or them. I just grabbed them and didn't want to let go. We all went back in the meeting room and of course they had a lot of questions. Geneva called me out in the hall to tell me that we weren't to talk about what had happened and just to tell them we just wanted to visit with them so we wasn't going to talk about it. Do you know how hard that was one me? I wasn't allowed to answer any questions they had. The whole point of that was they didn't want me to say anything negative about CPS or KSP. We tried to make the best of the little time we had with them.
It didn't seem like we had very long with them. We asked them if there was things they wanted from home and told them we would bring them the next visit. About all we could say at that point was we was doing what we could to get them home as fast as we could.
Leaving them that day was terrible. The foster mother had brought them and when it was time for them to leave the workers got in their cars and left and left us standing in the parking lot with our kids and foster mom. They got in her truck and before we got back to our car Mindy and Jeff was running across the parking lot screaming. The foster mother was all mad because they wouldn't get in the truck. We hugged them and I carried Jeff back to the truck while Mindy walked with my husband. I had to literally put Jeff in the truck and fasten his seatbelt He was screaming for me not to make him go and I was crying and said I don't have a choice. He was screaming crying and saying yes you do. The foster mom shut the truck door and drove off. Later when i was thinking about it I came to the conclusion we must not be such bad parents if the workers felt comfortable enough leaving us alone with them. For all they knew we could have beat the foster mom and took the kids and ran. This was only the first week of the next 6 months of hell we would have....
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