These last two days have been really hard on me. See, as I said before we have been in the process of adopting my nephew and niece that my brother had. Well yesterday things changed. DHS came over and took the kids from us and gave them back to their maternal Grandma. Well today we had a 'Family Team Meeting' and was pretty much butt raped by the DHS workers.
I put it that way because it hurts, it hurts really freaking bad that they took the kids from us and then told us in this meeting this morning that we weren't getting them back. Why? We asked that very thing, and the answer to that question, "Because you have a filthy house". What? Really? Your shitting me right? Nope they weren't. See they made surprise visits which we expected, and when they arrived both times we were in the middle of cleaning the house. So they removed the kids because our house wasn't clean enough. That just because we spent more time with the kids instead of scrubbing and washing everything, they took them. This made me angry. It pissed me off. When all they could spout was "The best interest of the children". This is in the best interest of the children, we are moving them to a better place. Because you didn't clean up the floor or the stove and it's dirty and we gave you shots, this is in the best interest of the children.
So 'the best interest of the children' is moving them from a home they have known for over a year, and was doing good in to put them back into a situation that they won't get the attention they so crave or the love. It kills me to even type this up. I'm sitting here in tears. All because this woman, this supervisor decided that our house wasn't clean enough and let me tell you our house is clean yes, is it spotless, no! How the hell can anyone with kids keep a house spotless? Tell me that one. So we were humiliated and dogged on by these group of ladies for the purpose of removing the kids. Now the kids, now my....no not my babies anymore, have to go live with a grandma that said she didn't want them. That was put into the hospital because she couldn't handle the four kids. Yes four, as see my ex-sister-in-law had four kids at the time she and my brother did their stupid shit. Two with another man, JW and Lala, along with Cian and CeCe. My brother was a father to them all, as much as he could be. But now, now Cian and CeCe get taken away because we didn't scrub every inch of the house and have it totally spotless. This is bullshit. This is hurting them. Hurting me!
But I'm thinking what is best for those two, and I'm not going to fight, neither is mom. We are done. We are letting go of them and letting them get on with their lives with their Grammy and Poppi. So we are done, we aren't going to fight for them, we are going to let them go and live their lives. This is what is best for them, because honestly I couldn't stand it to see them and then have them begging to come home and we can't take them. We let them go and cut off ties, I know this is the hardest thing for us to do, but it's better for the kids this way.
I'm going to miss them like crazy, but we have to think what's best for them and for me. To see them every so often and not take them and take care of them, that is going to hurt me more. So I'm cutting it off. We are cutting it off. This is what needs to be done. So if Cian and Ancilynne ever see this sometime, I love you babies. Aunt Care misses you. But we do this for your best interest, I hope you have a healthy and happy life with Grammy and Poppi.
To Gladwin County DHS, you freaking suck ass for ripping those kids from us because we weren't a spotless house. I hope no one I know ever has to deal with this type of a situation because it's heartbreaking and so filled with tears.
Good bye Cece and Cian. I love you.
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