You have a son who hit you back and he wasn't a year old and yet you're Dr. Spock with a PhD in child development? Where was I when this happened? Her mother law took her son so much, my mother mentioned the lack of involvement with her own child, telling her she needs to RAISE HER OWN SON and STOP PUSHING HIM OFF ON HIS GRANDMA BECAUSE YOU OR YOUR PERVERT OF A HUSBAND DIDN"T WANT TO RAISE YOUR OWN KID! Yet all of a sudden, you want to tell me how and when to discipline my children? No BITCH MIND YOUR BUSINESS! For five years I kept quiet about the situation, but as I began to spiral into a deep dissatisfaction with my life, I knew it was time for me to BLOW THE WHISTLE! So I can move on for real and FINALLY find some PEACE!
Growing up, Moms was tough and I'm glad she was. There was no such thing as hanging out, partying as a teen, running around with boys or acting like a fool. My mother just didn't tolerate that! My Brother never followed the trends in the streets. He had a job, went to college, joined the Army, got his Master's Degree, got married and has a house, kids and is successful! Pretty much I'd say my brother did ok, under my mother's "Hitler Regime!" Katie ruled with an IRON FIST and would LAY YOU DOWN if you got out of pocket! I had a twelve o'clock curfew even in my twenties and I'M GLAD! Her methodology was "AINT NUTHIN NICE OUT IN THE STREETS FOR A GIRL AFTER TWELVE O'CLOCK and THE ONLY THING OPEN WILL BE YO' LEGS AND THE HOSPITAL! That was some sound judgment if I ever heard some and later on, I began to realize she was right. Before I turned sixteen, I began a slow transformation with my thought process-realizing I liked the restraints my mother put on me, they SAVED MY LIFE and KEPT ME SAFE. And I know I'm ALIVE TODAY BECAUSE OF THAT WOMAN!
Fast forward about fifteen years later. My mother passes in 2005, my two eldest were six and eleven years old. They were polite, well mannered children. Anyone in the streets could vouch for my children having respect and manners, because I followed in Katie's footsteps. So when Mommy died, it was the hardest thing to lose my support system. See I didn't care about leaving my husband at six months pregnant, as long as my Moms was ok, I was unbothered. Whether he stayed around or not! Katie was my ROCK and I didn't care if their fathers' were there or not! See, I don't run around with the "leave it to Beaver syndrome," acting like the world is a field of flowers, cause it's not. In real life, raising children is a struggle and children are not only a heritage of the Lord, but also an investment. God loans you your children and as parents we have to do the best we can to raise them right. To teach them right from wrong, instill morals and values within them and hope they will become successful. I was a single mother by choice. My kids went to private school and it was a struggle, but God made sure WE NEVER WENT WITH OUT! As a mother, I owed it to my children to provide stability and structure, something most chicks I grew up with, know nothing about! I never had men over my kids and Lucas is the only man my children knew as a "FATHER FIGURE!" I took a vow of celibacy after my eldest son was born. Because I didn't want different men around my children. I stayed celibate for FIVE YEARS and NEVER REGRETTED IT, MY CHILDREN CAME FIRST!
When my girlfriends planned trips abroad, I refused to go, until I took my children to Disney or Universal Studios. Today, my passport remains empty, because I am a mother and my life is on hold until I fulfill the dream of a Disney Vacation with Jaden and Cimaya! Unlike my sister and her selfish ass husband who had my nephew, and took a trip down to Disney without their son? Who does that? And my reputation or abilities as a mother is brought to question? Check yourself! Who has a newborn baby, comes home from the hospital, ( your firstborn) and leaves the baby with my mother for a few days, claiming she needs rest? This is your first child? Where is the excitement of it? Shouldn't you want to "BOND" with your first born? I know every baby I've given birth to, C-sections and all stayed in my arms, slept next to me in my bed until they were four and NEVER did I allow my mother to keep my NEWBORN FOR DAYS AFTER THEY WERE BORN! ARE YOU KIDDING? But yeah, you're a MOTHER?
After Mommy died, I kind of gave up. I had a breakdown. Slept all day, wouldn't answer my phone and the T.V. watched me. I drove to Mommy's grave almost every chance I got, just sit there and cry. As depressed as I was, I STILL TOOK CARE OF MY CHILDREN! My children ate home cooked meals, their clothes were clean, my house stayed clean and I gave them all I could along with rules. My daughter had to be home by a certain time from school. I didn't want no window period of time for her to get in trouble, she had 20 minutes to walk home from school and I wasn't playing either. She was a good kid, with a ninety eight average and could do calculus with her eyes closed. My son was a little more challenging. But, I straightened his ass out and he wasn't on a drug or in Special Education, but then you take my child and he ends up on several different medications and eventually, her dumb ass could no longer control him- she commits him to the CRAZY HOUSE! Not only that, her and the case worker on the case tell my son I don't want to speak to him which was a lie! A lie my son tells me about later....one of many.
The ACS case was a debacle to say the least, the accusations were out of control and unbelievable. First, I put my children on the street, I abused them and then it was neglect, just lies! And being the mean spirited person I am, I told the ACS worker, Ms. Koppelman, who by the way had no kids-that she was a child and not my WHITE SAVIOR! Well, that infuriated her dumb ass and I refused to back down or kow tow to any of the accusations against me. This whole thing was planned to the moment. My own family was working against me and the morals and values we'd been taught. What Aunt allows their niece and her friends to congregate up at her house during a school day and not send them to school on time? When my daughter graduated, she had over 100 lateness marks! But I sent her out of my house early EVERYDAY! But her aunt coddled her and her friends upstairs at her apartment in their foolishness. All of a sudden, I was too STRICT! REALLY, YOU WERE A FAT ASS SNEAKY CHICK, DOING WAY TOO MUCH FOR ACCEPATANCE! Until I schooled your FAT ASS to the game and you're MARRIED TODAY, because I TAUGHT YOU HOW TO DEAL WITH A MAN! My mother had no time for her and her LIES, but I took time to nurture and tuck her under the wing...and this is the pay back I get? You let your husband take my kids to a stranger's house and follow ACS guides lines of 48 hours, call them and make a false report against me with my daughter's friends Mother. Who my sister didn't really know and that's why her daughter just had a baby recently! Hummph!
This is part one folks and I ain't done...It's time to EXPOSE a lot of people who sit back and smile in my face. The Bullshit stops today and I aint done!!! Enjoy, part two coming soon!
anticipating Part 2....all I can say.
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