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  • Social Services Took My Baby And Adopted Her Out

    Kerry Blackaller has stirred up a lot of Facebook debates of late after she posted this

    “SHARE!!!!! CROYDON SOCIAL SERVICES NEED LOOKING INTO! Most need suing!!!

    I found out TODAY by ME making a phone call to ask, my child has already been adopted! In fact the day they made a decision that I couldn’t bring her home! That quick and with no idea or no one to inform me! She’s been adopted! Right before Christmas! CROYDON SOCIAL SERVICES ARE SCUM!!!!!

    The day my baby girl was forcibly TAKEN!! I became some body new,

    a totally different person, someone I never knew.

    I am not who I used to be. I am defiantly not the same.

    The only thing that hasn’t changed is the spelling of my name.

    I cry more now than I ever did I break down quite a lot.

    In fact I tried the other week to end the pain by making my heart beat stop!!

    A mother gives her child life and a love unlike no other,

    when that is taken all away she becomes a grieving mother!”.

     

    Whilst many people showed Kerry a lot of sympathy for her baby being taken away, others wanted a lot more information and asked why the baby was removed in the first place, some responded to that comment saying that the mother had mental health issues and wasnt given the help or support she needed.

    Hundreds of people showed no compassion and stated that social services do not take babies or children for no reason and they tend to work with families to keep children with their parents.

    How do you feel about social services, do you think they are removing children from their parents care for no good reason or are there genuine reasons for concern in most cases?

     

  • 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.

  • I Am Not A Pervert For Sleeping With My Son

    I am not a pervert for sleeping with my son

    My darling boy is 12 years old, it has just been me and him since he was 6 months old after his father passed away from Cancer, my son Sean  is the apple of my eye, my hero and my reason to get up every morning, we are very close and the love I have for him is unreal.

    Sean is a sensitive lad and still suffers from nightmares/terrors, he is scared to be on his own at night.

    You see three years ago we had a burglary and it shook my son to the core, so he gets in my bed every night, we do have a quick cuddle but then he sleeps on his side and me on mine, sometimes we will lay awake chatting about life, it’s one of the few times in the day where I have his undivided attention.

    I personally don’t see the issue with Sean sleeping in my bed with me, there is nothing sexual in it, it is purely a scared boy and a supportive strong mum keeping one another safe and my boy feeling secure and comforted.

    My own mother, my sons grandmother has had the bloody nerve to call me a pervert for sleeping in the same bed as my flesh and blood, she has told me if we don’t stop she will inform the school and social services and will seek custody of Sean.

    My mum says it is unhealthy for my son, that I’m going to emotionally scar him plus he will grow up to be a mummy’s boy, she says it is not normal and it has to stop now.

    Sleeping in the same bed as your child is not wrong and any one who thinks it is the perverted one, my mum can call social services for all I care I am not doing anything wrong

     

    Submitted by Victoria Windsor

  • I Had To Choose Which Child To Keep

    I had to choose which child to keep

    I can only be a good parent to one of my two child and this kills me inside.

    I have two children Shane who Is 13 and Chloe who is 3, I love them both so much.

    Shane has always been a hand full, playing truant from school, hanging around with the wrong crowd and getting up to mischief, Shane was always so angry and quick to fly into a temper.

    I have had the school, police and social services involved to try to control and calm Shane down and trying to teach me ways to deal with him.

    Shane did have some good traits he dotted on his little sister always hugging her and playing with her, I never once thought he would hurt her, yes he had slapped me on a number of occasions but Chloe was his favourite person in the whole world.

    Shane was already in his 4th secondary school after being excluded from others, just after Halloween I received a call from Shane’s new school.

    It had been brought to a teacher’s attention that my son had been boasting to his friends that when he got home he was going to rape and drown his sister in the bath.

    I will never know if he meant it or whether he was just showing off in front of everyone.

    I wasn’t prepared to take that chance, I had no control of him, at the age of 13 he was bigger and stronger than me, had he tried to hurt Chloe I would have had little power to stop him.

    I handed my first-born child over to the local authority to protect my youngest child.

    Not a day goes by where I don’t feel ashamed and guilty, Shane won’t speak to me, the last thing he said to me before he cut contact was “you picked her over me, if you thought I was gonna hurt her why didn’t you give her up”.

    I had to make a choice my violent son whom I loved but had failed or my innocent daughter.

    Did I make the right choice, my daughter would have been loved by any family had I given her up, but my son needed me.

    I don’t think I’ll ever come to terms with my decision but I did what I thought was right for my daughter.

    I just hope my son grows up into a decent human being and we can rekindle some sort of relationship.