Part 4 of Introduction
September 17th, 2020
We decided not to answer the door and the social worker went away. The next day they were right back at the door, and I had gone and picked up my mom for back up. This social worker Maria was horrible. They were throwing out all kinds of accusations, and she told us that my baby needed to Portland to have her arm checked out right now. Like she was going to die at any moment. I said look at her she is fine, and she replied with I cannot judge that I am not a doctor. They tried to say that the baby girl tested positive for meth at birth. But the hospital never said a word about it to us and because of the circumstances of her birth she was in there and tested a few days. Not one person said not one word to either of us about drugs being in my baby's system. Along with the fact I knew I was clean and hadn't done any drugs since I found out that I was pregnant. I asked the caseworker if this was the case then why did the hospital not say anything. She replied with IDK we are still trying to figure that out. But since the baby was positive you are being held in neglect, and you cannot ride to the Pendleton hospital that we have to stop and get a referral to take the baby to Portland. What? But once they are on their way then you can follow them up there. She sent my other half with the baby when he did not know her feeding schedule because he was always at work. Along with the fact that Maria herself said that he had a previous founding for abuse against his other daughter. Yet he was okay to take my two-month-old baby to Portland. She did not want me to go to the first hospital because I could've stopped the whole thing right there. The thing is they jetted off and left me there crying with my son. If I am neglectful why was I okay to be left with my son? The caseworker had forgotten about him, and a little while after they arrived she realized what she did and she told my mom that she had to call her husband and have him leave work to go check on My son who was of course fine. My son and my daughter were never in any danger, 12 years I have had not one problem like this. But none of that mattered to CPS. When the Doctor in Pendleton examined my daughter he said and what the hell are we doing here. This baby is completely fine. The caseworker and her supervisor left the room with the Doctor and when he returned he said well I think maybe they should go ahead and have a closer look at the mark on her arm. They jetted off to Portland and left my mom stranded at the hospital. Where my son and I eventually picked her up. I don't know what all was said in between that time but I know my mom ran her mouth when she should've just kept it shut. Before departing Maria had my mom sign a protection plan that stated she was to be in the line of sight vision of both children whenever I was around. I could not be left alone with my kids whatsoever. So I pick up my mom and we head to Portland, and we arrived at 3 am tired sore from being in the car. We go up to my daughter's room, and immediately they tell us only two are allowed at the bedside at all times, and that my son couldn't be there at all due to the COVID-19 virus that was just hitting our area of the united states. My mom asked about the safety plan and the nurse said I would listen to What Cps is telling you to do which meant that I couldn’t be a the hospital, and I couldn't be left at the hotel with my son. This is after Maria said my son was all cleared everything was okay good to go. So we take off to look for a hotel room and guess what no hotel could check us in until at least noon the next day. So we all three my son, my mom, and me slept in my little crossover Jeep compass, in portland. The next day we got a room and got checked in. Now mind you we had to pay for everything gas, room, food all of it and never got any reimbursement anything but hell. We did not know what to do about the safety plan, and so we just waited. Well, the doctors at the hospital in portland wondered why I was not there, and basically, maria did a good job at making me a huge piece of shit. Finally, Maria called and said it was okay that I needed to go to the hospital, and there a worker would also be meeting with us. I got there and the doctors met and talked to me it was all bullshit, and they milked my insurance good knowing there was nothing wrong with the baby. One night they had run a bunch of tests including negative drug panels, they did cat scans and ultrasounds. They brought in a speech specialist to try out a bunch of bottles after I had already gotten it figured out they changed her bottle and her feeding schedule. All in one night everything was different. They said they needed to see me with my daughter so that's what I did. Oh and the mark on baby's arm this horrible bruise guess what it turns out it wasn't a bruise at all. It's a rare birthmark a hemangioma. The abuse allegations were dropped right there. They said the baby was fine to go home, but because she had gained weight since being there that we were found for neglecting to feed her like we purposefully tried to starve her. No, we just did not have enough time to get her weight up before we saw that fucked up baby-snatching cunt Diane Knight. They said before they could release her we had to meet with the fill-in CPS worker who would be showing up. I told them then she needs to get here I want to be the priority it is Friday and we cannot afford to stay in Portland anymore. I had already spent my car payment for that month on this trip, and now my mom was spending her money. The worker came quickly after that and we talked with her and she was much better than Maria. She listened to us hadn't completely judged. She said we would be fine to take her home as long as my mom still agreed to be safety provider, and if we gave them a drug test today. This is where we fucked up but we had been so many days we both thought we were clean. They also didn't care what the results were that day just that we took them. So we did, and they released baby we had to pay for one more night at the hotel and jetted off in the middle of the US freaking out about COVID. They had shut us down and I mean almost everything. I t was chaos on the return trip. Along with a baby who was not happy about being stuck in a car all that time. The car was packed full with all of us. We barely were able to get gas because all the gas pumps we stopped at were down. We barely made it home, and I am going to have to continue the rest of the story soon.