When I was younger I LOVED babies… My grandmother always had babies running around, they either where cousin’s that she would baby sit or foster children that she would foster…
I remember when I was 13 she got a little baby girl 3 months, I used my own money and bought her a car seat, I was this babies mother, she slept in my room, and I fed her, changed her and bathed her….. I am not lying when I tell you how attached I was to this little girl. We had her for about 3 months, and when the mother got her back & took her away from me it just about tore my heart out, for a 13 year old….. I think that may be a reason why I moved in with my mother, she had just had my sister Antonia and we went to Reno for the summer to visit… I couldn’t leave another baby behind…. So we pleaded to move in, it broke my grandma’s heart, but we moved in…..
While I lived with my mother for the 2 ½ years we had good times and then came
The bad times, for some reason my mom can never hold on to good things for very long. She can never stay away from the drugs. I understand that they are addicting but you have kids that can make you happy… Stay away for the kids.
Anyways during my 21/2 year stay with my mom, I had seen things that NO 13 year old should see… We lived across the side walk from a gang, and at night I would go over there with my friend… They pulled out guns, and smoked and just did bad stuff, one of the brothers got shot and killed, and looking back now I cannot believe that I associated with them at all! I really didn’t do anything, in
Fact I was on the phone with my grandmother one night and she put my 16 year old neighbor on the phone, and I was bragging about these boys… The neighbor was really worried about me, and I told her Oh don’t worry me am still a virgin… (What 13 year old would say that?) My grandmother was not a person that talked about these things, I didn’t learn about sex until I moved in with my mom…
The worst memory I have was being left home alone ALL night with my brand new baby sitter, she was maybe 2 months old, while my mother was spending the night at her boyfriends house.
I had to go to his house throw rocks at the window so she would open it, because she wouldn’t open the front door, and I just could see how strung out on drugs she was …. She told me to go home she would be there in a minute, and she never came home…. That was the day I decided to go back to my grandmas. Even though we didn’t go back until my aunt came and got us… But I new I wanted to come home that day…
I will always have a little bit of guilt because I left my sisters with my mom… Eventually they got taken. I just hope that they can over come what they went through, as I did…..
Foster Families
I think my grandma and grandpa did a great job as foster parents, I know when she first started doing foster children she loved it! I have stories she had written about it… I think if she had a savings plan she wouldn’t have had to do it so long and she wouldn’t have gotten a bad name at it! But my grandmother changed children’s lives. She changed mine… If it wasn’t for her I have no idea was I would be right now, But I can guaranty it wouldn’t be sealed in the temple to a man that I love… and 5 beautiful children…
One day I am going to be a foster mother, if only to 1-2 children… But I want to make a difference in someone else life as she did mine!
Today was Ava’s Halloween party at school… I didn’t really know until I got there it was Simi mandatory for a parent to be there without siblings, When I asked the teacher why, she said “Because this is a special party for You and Your Child, Ava’s teacher is pregnant so I need to give her the benfit of the doubt I am sure her hurmons are going through the roof. But they need to understand if they are going to have a mandatory parent child moment; siblings need to be able to come! Not every family has moms and dads that can baby-sit. And I found it a little rude.
