Category: Our stories
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Is This The New Way To Kidnap Children?
So me & my grandma were shopping today & we had both my babies with us! I was looking at sunglasses and Jessalyn was right beside me trying some on.
Well she went on the other side to look at the other pairs, remind you I still could see her! About 3 seconds later I hear Jessie say MUM pretty loud, I hurry and go to the other side & there’s this man talking to her.
I yank her arm and picked her up as this man is still continuing talking to her, he tries to hand her 2 pictures of Mickey Mouse, I take them out of his hand & start walking away. He still tries talking to us & he tells us he gets the pictures from Disney land all the time and hands them out to kids.
They were cut out pictures from a printer like at home… NOTHING TO DO WITH DISNEY LAND. On my way over to my grandma so I could tell her what just happened. I watch him and he hurries out the store. No bags no nothing!
So as I’m telling my grandma what happened there was 2 women following me. They seen me put the Mickey Mouse pictures in my pocket.. and acted weird, well they were close enough to hear me telling my nana what happened! And you could tell they were acting really suspicious at that point.
So I open my big mouth and state to them they can go on about their business and get away from my damn kids. Because at this point I just felt so uneasy.. & really didn’t know who to trust with all the human trafficking stories I’ve recently seen.
Once I made a scene loud enough other people could hear me! Those two women RUSHED OUT THE STORE. Again with no bags no nothing!!! My grandma thinks the man tried giving Jessie the pictures to Tag her! So the women knew she was one to grab.
I have never felt so scared in my life!! & I was literally right with her, the man just couldn’t see me and thought she was out of our sight.
Please everyone if you take your babies in a store with you DON’T let them out of your sight
Tia Henry
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Close Your Doors At Night Mums
Anyone else sleep with their bedroom door open at night?!?
I have always kept my three children’s bedroom doors open so that I could hear them in the night, you know if they cry a nightmare and call out for me, but Since seeing this photo I realise nightmares can come true, as their mother it is my job to protect them from the monsters under their beds and te threat to their lives when they sleep.
By simply closing all the doors in the house of the night if the worst was to happen the chance of survival dramatically increases, I still need to hear them of a night for my own security really so although my youngest child is 7 she has a baby monitor in her room now and my older boys know if they have a problem to walk to my where I am to tell rather than yelling, and yes my eldest is 14 but I still check on him before I go to sleep.
The room with the closed door only got to about 100 degrees and nearly no damage. The room on the right reached over 500 degrees and had significant damage, if this isn’t a shock or a wake up call im not sure what is.
If you’ve ever gone through a house fire, my heart goes out to you. The sheer thought of it gives me chills.
Consider closing your doors mums, keep them babies safe.
📷 credit: Oshtemo Township Fire Department
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These Men Ruined Our Lives Can You Help?
Twenty four weeks ago today our lives changed forever when these four men broke into our family home in Essex,they terrorized our two little dogs and ransacked our bedrooms looking for car keys. Not having much luck finding them they smashed into the safe that was in our bedroom cupboard, stole every item of jewellery I had collected over the fifty years of my life including the irreplaceable items of jewellery from my mum, grandmother and aunts and my great-grandad’s war medals that I had placed in there after losing my dad four weeks earlier.
Having found the spare keys to my son’s car, they stashed everything into the pillowcase from our bed and left the house by the back door. Driving round to the front of our house in their getaway car, two of them then jumped out and stole my son’s six-month old car from the driveway.
So how has it affected us so much? It’s been a living nightmare, when you think you’re insured you find out that you’re not and have to pay almost £30,000 to settle the payment on the car. Who has receipts and photographs of jewellery they own? How can you put a value on the sentimental items of jewellery that belonged to your mum and that you can never replace? Do you every actually get the value back on the things you’ve lost? How do you sleep at night, when you constantly wake thinking there’s someone in the house? How do you reassure your dogs that everyone entering the house isn’t here to abuse you?
SOMEONE MUST KNOW THESE FOUR MEN!! How can they sleep at night?? Don’t let them get away with this, please share and help us catch them because it could be you next time!!
I just hope that everyone that reads this will share. Thank you
Karen Brady
Crimestoppers 0800 555 111
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Primark Sizing Problem “Solved”
Chelsea Webster has shocked Facebook users with a revelation about Primark clothing.
How many people have gone to Primark picked up their size and then tried it on and it is unbearably tight, it is not a nice feeling thinking that you have gained extra weight, it can be a complete confidence low, so you try on the next size and it is still a little tight so you end up having to buy a size you never thought you would be in.
Well Webster has discovered a reason behind this she said “So I got these jeans from primark 3 weeks ago! In a size 12 moaning that they were tight! And to my shock Iv gone to wear them today and the first labels coming off but saw another underneath and there’s a 10 label, so no wonder us girls don’t know whether we coming or going if primark doesn’t!!!! surly that’s wrong to re label sizes forever fat”.
Many people commented on the original post saying they had experienced similar issues with Primark clothing, Sarah Pincher checked some of her buys from Primark and also discovered an extra label.
Some people were offended by the post stating that size 12 is notfat and that Webster as wrong to state that.
However if you have to buy clothing a size up from the norm, it can make you feel larger in your own eyes.
Can you buy your correct size of clothing in Primark or do you also have to buy a bigger size?
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The Amount Of People Injured Or Killed Is Shockingly High
PLEASE SHARE TO MAKE OTHERS AWARE!
Las year whilst In Asda me and my three children where going up the Travelator/escalator/moving walk way to look at the clothes section.
I had two of my children behind me and my 6-year-old was in front of the trolley, as we got to the top my son Elijah got his shoe lace stuck in the top where you step off, his lace was being pulled into mechanism pulling his leg downwards whilst my son tried to rip his leg upwards, screaming in agony and you could see the pain and panic in his eyes.
My trolley was in the way and I had to squeeze past to quickly whip his shoe off, the shoe was ripped to bits.
His big toe was badly cut, he had ripped his muscles up his leg, the hospital said he was lucky that his injuries were so minor.
PLEASE CHECK THEIR LACES and make sure anything loose is out-of-the-way.
Deaths and injuries involving elevators or escalators, moving walk ways. Incidents involving elevators and escalators and moving walk ways kill about 30 and seriously injure about 17,000 people each year in the United States, according to data provided by the U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics and the Consumer Product Safety Commission.
Did you know there is an actual name for fear of escalators Fear of Escalators Phobia – Escalaphobia. Escalaphobia is a common specific phobia affecting hundreds of thousands of individuals all around the world. The word Escalaphobia comes from Greek escalo meaning ‘to move up/escalators’ and phobos which means ‘deep aversion, dread or fear’
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I Am So Angry With Alderhey Hospital
Trying to distract myself from thoughts of what could have been if I trusted what alderhey said is hard, I am just constantly thinking the worst now. I am paranoid, my chest keeps tightening with anxiety an it’s causing mental distress thinking that ‘what if’ and stress that feels like it’s pulling me apart limb from limb.
My 2 and a half week old baby got discharged from alderhey after 7 days in hospital and 5 of them were spent on the critical care unit and we were allowed home because they felt she could breath fine by herself and then just a day later I was back there because everything they told me to look out for and to bring her straight back if happens started to happen again, yet when I get there she goes into triage and they were great but the nurse and doctor on the EDU at the time looked at me like I didn’t have a clue.
My daughter who couldn’t breath was discharged with the excuse “she’s getting over fed” which is what they constantly say or “it’s viral” and also told me they aren’t going to do anything because “there’s loads more sicker kids then her”!
I got told by my gp to take her down because she was showing signs of sepsis and all alderhey had to say to me was “she doesn’t look septic” well I am glad I went to whiston hospital because if I never I don’t know where I’d be now her oxygen levels where dropping to 86 god know how low they would have went if I didn’t go get a second opinion and I have been treated amazingly!. My baby is now getting treated for sepsis aswell as what she had in alderhey bronchiolitis and was let home with I’m glad I’m finally getting somewhere!!!
We have found the problem with my little girl!! They have found a hole in her heart and she has a leaking heart valve an it would never have been found if she wasn’t getting treated properly in whiston, how could alderhey miss that I’m so angry it’s breaking my heart my baby being so sick 😔
Katie Rooney
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Social Service Baby Snatching Is A Myth-Read My Story
I’ve seen many many posts recently about social services baby snatching etc. And I want to share my experience as mum whose child was removed.
When my son was 11 months old, he was removed from my care by social services. He wasn’t snatched, he wasn’t stolen. Though I spent years believing he was. It’s only been the last two or three years I’ve seen things clear enough to be able to accept blame for my own actions.
When ‘James’ was born, I developed, rapidly, post natal depression. But, listening to horror stories about how SS took babies, I didn’t tell anyone. I hid it. Within weeks the PND developed into post partum psychosis. I used to attack my partner. I used to self harm. I saw and heard things that weren’t there. I couldn’t bear to be near my baby, because I thought him crying meant he hated me.
But I would physically attack family who tried to care for him, from a belief they wanted to steal or hurt him. For months, I stopped washing myself, stopped cleaning the house, stopped bathing the baby and only wet wipe washed him. I fed him, cleaned his bum, and did the bare minimum. He became sad, pale and withdrawn. My partner at the time, did his very best to try to help me and care for the baby. But with me threatening to kill myself and cutting myself and seeing things, he was so dedicated to my needs, James didn’t get the interaction he needed.
He was often wearing the same clothes, because I wouldn’t change them. For some reason I got it into my head that they were lucky clothes and if I washed them he wouldn’t be protected from the things I was seeing and hearing. This all happened when James was around 6 months old. Health visitors started noticing things weren’t right, I refused to engage. Told them everything was fine and to basically fuck off. Then, at 11 months old, social services turned up took one look at the situation, and took James into care. I spent two years fighting them rather than actually working with them. I believed I was wronged by the system and they’d seen me as an easy target so snatched my baby for their bonuses. Name a SS conspiracy, I believed it.
I spent the next four years after his removal, working on myself. Repairing what was broken. I dug myself out of that hole. My son was never returned, and rightfully so. In time, I had a daughter, six years after James removal. I spent three months in a parenting assessment unit. Cctv staff 24/7 never unsupervised etc. I passed that assessment with flying colours. Including the psych assessment. Three years after that, I had another son. This time social services didn’t even feel the need to be involved, such is the extent of my recovery.
It took 5 years for me to realise my son was neglected in my care. It took me 5 years to accept I was wrong and not SS. It took me years to stabilise myself and to be the mentally competent person I am today
What happened to me hurts. It breaks my heart. However, it probably breaks James more, wherever he may be.
I’m sharing my story to show that when you read these horror stories about SS, there’s always two sides to the story. And the story you often hear, is that of grieving parents who can’t see where they went wrong, and think loving their child is enough.
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I Miss You Every Day, I Miss What You Would Be
I do not need a day on a calendar to tell me when to miss you because I miss you every day, birthdays, Christmas and the day you grew your wings are hard but so is sitting here right now wishing you were by my side..
Every now and again the thought will just creep up out of nowhere and hit me and I’m reminded of all the things we have missed.
All the things we do on a daily basis that we don’t really give much thought about, milestones in your life that you never got to reach.
Seeing children playing that are similar to the age you should be, wondering what would have been your favourite game, would you have been popular, funny or kind.
Everyday is hard but some are harder than others like today really hit me, there is no escaping it, with every firework lighting up the sky, every bang, every crackle just hits me, you should be sat on my shoulders watching it with your family but you aren’t here with me. That was the last time we were a full family.
I know people say time heals but that’s a lie it doesn’t, time just teaches us to “deal with it” some days I’m better at it than others and some days I’m a complete mess. I will never get over losing you, I will just learn to live with it. I can’t change it, but if I could I would give anything just to have you home with us where you belong.
Child Bereavement UK supports families and educates professionals when a baby or child of any age dies or is dying, or when a child is facing bereavement, don’t hesitate to give them a call if you need someone to talk to, Ring 08000288840
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This Is Why You Should Rest After Giving Birth
When your placenta detaches from your uterus at birth, it leaves behind an open wound roughly the size of a plate! It is from this wound that you lose nearly a tenth of your total blood volume during and after birth.
Many cultures around the world encourage a period of “lying in” after the birth of a baby to give this wound (and the rest of the body) time to fully heal. If you are doing too much too soon after birth your body will let you know – you’ll pass more bright red blood from this wound.
If his wound was on the outside of your body would you rest? Even though it can’t be seen from the outside, this is the size of the area that is left to heal on the inside of your uterus immediately after childbirth. That’s before we consider other places on the body that are sore or tense or just plain exhausted.
Make a plan while you are still pregnant to allow time for postpartum healing. Postpartum is a time of recovery and rest is a crucial ingredient in the recipe for healing. Take it seriously. Postpartum recovery matters.
Photo credit 📷 @earthmamaorganics