Here is how it went. In December of last year my daughter left me and Roger in charge of her 2 children, said she was going to give us custody, I have given up 8 months of my life to changing diapers and washing poopy under pants because she didn't have the 6 year old potty trained, bought their food and let her keep the food stamps she was getting for them, tucked them in every night, me and Rayna had a special sleep time ritual, anyways yesterday she came and took Rayna but not the boy. She gave me 2 hours before she took her, my heart is broken and yet others say I should be alright because I still have the boy, the point is, is that we only took them because she was neglecting them. The boy when he came to us was over 1 and didn't even crawl or sit up and people were threatening to call csb on her because he was always sitting in a y diaper and had bloody sores all over his bottom and she wasn't feeding them. In the 8 months we have had them the boy now, sits up, crawls and walks and has his shots that he hasn't had since he was 6 months old. I just worry she is going to neglect Rayna :(

If you see this blog, I don't want anything besides a hug, so I know someone gives a damn because I'm hurting because I'm damn well not getting any comfort from the real people in my life.