Pawtucket Parents Of The Year Lose Kids To DCYF After Baby Daddy Beats Infant Son, Mom Posts Videos Of “Improperly Installed Carseats” To Bash DCYF Worker, Fails To Realize The Easiest Way To Ensure Your Child’s Safety Is To Not Lose Them To The State In The First Place
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Today a reader tipped us off to this video posted by a Pawtucket Parent-of-The-Year with a serious bone to pick with the state’s child protective services:
Ok, so let’s break down this chick’s argument here a little.
So her kids are in DCYF custody, meaning this chicken fried slamwich somehow failed to provide basic care, and now she is lamenting the care that the state is offering. She painstakingly dissects every which way the carseats her kids were being strapped in to be driven off away from her by a state employee were just, so totally unsafe, you guys! She literally “rolled her car 4 times on the highway” the day before, and is quick to point out how the children would have died had they been with her in those carseats! Luckily though, they weren’t with her, and therefor not dead, because she has been deemed unfit to care for those kids. Get where I’m going with this? It’s like lecturing someone on how to run a triathlon from your recliner.
“So since DCYF is being investigated, I figured I should share my story.”
Translation – “Since DYCF has been in the news, again, I saw a fresh opportunity to absolve some of my own guilt and prove I dindonuffin.” First of all, had you put down the phone and just tightened the seatbelts instead of filming and berating your worker, you probably would have gotten a lot farther. Just saying – it’s a car seat, you’re not cracking a safe or anything. Secondly, we are supposed to believe you made such a big stink about the carseats and the worker was just like, “Yeah, you’re right, but fuck it, let’s roll the dice.”?? Probably not. But hey, arguing with the caseworker who has to drive your kids to and from supervised visits with your inept ass in from of them while filming it on your cell phone sure makes you look like a fit mother! Putting it all over social media makes you look even better!
Naturally, though, the visitation-room moms started banding together to decry the evils of child protective services.
I am 100% certain that no matter what, this bitch finds something to criticize about the people who are taking care of her children on a daily basis, while at the same time crying over how the department expects way too much of her. No doubt in my mind. Look at what we’re dealing with here:
There is no chance this cumsquatch has less than two evictions in the past 3 years – I’d put money on it. That is the face of an immature, ill adjusted, narcissistic child. You have to grow up to raise children, something this chicken fried fool clearly has not done. Let’s say this loudly for the ratchets in the back: CPS DOES NOT TAKES KIDS AWAY FOR NO REASON. It doesn’t happen. There is no secret lottery being drawn every day of good, stable, loving homes where the winner gets a care and protection petition. If you have lost your kids, you have failed them in some way. Even if you love them, even if you want to be a good parent – you are somehow deficient.
I also noticed right off the bat, that her baby has a cast on his leg. That’s not a good look for the ‘rents, either, given the whole “In DCYF custody” factor. Rather than speculate, I did a little google searching, and quickly figured out who baby daddy is: Zach Curry. Zach Curry’s criminal record gave me a pretty good guess as to why the kiddos are currently wards of the state:
Rather than speculate, though, I decided to go straight to the horse-toothed mouth. And low and behold:
This coming from a woman whose infant endured multiple broken bones while in her care. Okie dokie. Of course she’s blaming baby daddy, because he’s the one with the charges. We’ll just ignore the fact that you still don’t have custody, and you found it wise to procreate with this baby-battering garbage human being:
In only one of these scenarios did your kid end up hurt, slamburger and cries. And it’s not the carseat scenario.
Color me shocked, but of course, she dindonuffin:
I will probably say this until I’m blue in the face – but it is oh-so-true: If you lose your kids and can’t understand or acknowledge why, you’re probably never going to be capable of raising those kids. How the hell are you supposed to fix a problem you can’t even see? This shit burns me, because sure, CPS fails kids. Kids get hurt, get stuck in unhealthy homes, they die, and all under the state’s “watchful” eye. But the accountability lies more with the consumer base they serve, than it does with the state itself. Don’t want your kids to be harmed in foster homes? Don’t fucking put them there. It’s really that simple. And if you do find yourself listed in a C&P petition, for the love of God, own up, fix it, and get your kids back. Take care of them, so you’ll never lose them again. Appreciate what these strangers are doing for you, and don’t make their already impossible job even worse. If you can’t do any of that, you don’t deserve kids anyway. I could go on and on about this – but that’s for another blog.
All I know is, this chick is full of shit and she’s attacking the people who are picking up the slack for her own shortcomings, and filming her kids when she should’ve just provided the care she felt they needed in that moment. Seriously, they’re your kids, and you can’t even be bothered to just shut your greasetrap, put your cell phone down, and adjust the straps on your own kid’s carseats.