Imagine my surprise when on the Friday after delivering my letter I run into this judge at the gas station. I had to go up and introduce myself and I told him I hoped he would take the time to read the letter and take some action. He was very nice, even though I probably looked like a crazy woman, rattling on, what did I know about ex parte communication ??!! LOL
Talk about divine intervention. Thank you God !!!!!!!
On June 20th, a special hearing was called, at first I wasn't going to be able to be there, since legally I was no longer part of the case. But I was called as a witness, as was the pediatrician.
Here was the same caseworker claiming everything was going just fine ( she hadn't seen us coming in ) We all were ehard and the judge put mom on notice and told her if she kept this up he would remove M again. he also appointed a GAL.
I felt so much better after this hearing, now I knew he was not going to fall through the cracks.
On June 21st I received a call from one of the directors that they had a situation and everyone agreed he should call us. I was a brat, kept interrupting him, told him we weren't going to fall for this again and possibly go through the same heartbreak again...............................but in the end I listened and we decided with pain in our hearts that we had to move forward and look to the future. I could not keep hoping every day, that today maybe would be the day that Max came back. So we said yes and Sebastian arrived in our home....................sweet, sweet Sebastian.
He kept me busy, but ofcourse I still thought about my baby boy all the time. When on Tuesday, sept 21st, at 11 am I got a call telling me Max was taken again and were we interested in taking him back ???????????????? YES YES YES, my baby was coming home !! I called Papa, who took the rest of the week off, Oma, who cried and cried and my friends...........................
When he got out of the car, he looked so pathetic, tears everywhere, snot, dirt. I just scooped him up and told him : Hi schat, mommy is so happy you're here and some other things in dutch. This little boy, 23 mos old, looked at me, grabbed my cheeks with both his hands and said"MOMMY" he put his head on my shoulder and this big shudder/sigh went through him. The caseworker was in tears and said; well, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it, but he obviously remembers you ! The she warned me and said; there is a maternal great aunt and paternal grandma, they both want him. All I could say was; "we shall see, because this time I won't let him go without fighting"
My baby boy was home after 6 mos and 3 days and he remembered me, the combination of touch and smell and the sound of the dutch words were enough to make him remember that I was mommy and he was safe.
I called the pediatrician and told her I was on my way with him, she couldn't believe he was finally home and when I got there (at lunchtime) most of the nurses were in tears, happy tears !
Talk about divine intervention. Thank you God !!!!!!!
On June 20th, a special hearing was called, at first I wasn't going to be able to be there, since legally I was no longer part of the case. But I was called as a witness, as was the pediatrician.
Here was the same caseworker claiming everything was going just fine ( she hadn't seen us coming in ) We all were ehard and the judge put mom on notice and told her if she kept this up he would remove M again. he also appointed a GAL.
I felt so much better after this hearing, now I knew he was not going to fall through the cracks.
On June 21st I received a call from one of the directors that they had a situation and everyone agreed he should call us. I was a brat, kept interrupting him, told him we weren't going to fall for this again and possibly go through the same heartbreak again...............................but in the end I listened and we decided with pain in our hearts that we had to move forward and look to the future. I could not keep hoping every day, that today maybe would be the day that Max came back. So we said yes and Sebastian arrived in our home....................sweet, sweet Sebastian.
He kept me busy, but ofcourse I still thought about my baby boy all the time. When on Tuesday, sept 21st, at 11 am I got a call telling me Max was taken again and were we interested in taking him back ???????????????? YES YES YES, my baby was coming home !! I called Papa, who took the rest of the week off, Oma, who cried and cried and my friends...........................
When he got out of the car, he looked so pathetic, tears everywhere, snot, dirt. I just scooped him up and told him : Hi schat, mommy is so happy you're here and some other things in dutch. This little boy, 23 mos old, looked at me, grabbed my cheeks with both his hands and said"MOMMY" he put his head on my shoulder and this big shudder/sigh went through him. The caseworker was in tears and said; well, I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it, but he obviously remembers you ! The she warned me and said; there is a maternal great aunt and paternal grandma, they both want him. All I could say was; "we shall see, because this time I won't let him go without fighting"
My baby boy was home after 6 mos and 3 days and he remembered me, the combination of touch and smell and the sound of the dutch words were enough to make him remember that I was mommy and he was safe.
I called the pediatrician and told her I was on my way with him, she couldn't believe he was finally home and when I got there (at lunchtime) most of the nurses were in tears, happy tears !
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1 comment:
This entry made me cry. I can only imagine the elation you must have felt when he came back home.
BEAUTIFUL
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