Okay so we are now at March of 2011. This was when we returned to court for the 3rd time and this time with the new worker. This date went horribly wrong. We were told before going into court that it would be just another review and not to worry. That statement was so wrong on so many levels. I should add that technically we had another date prior to this one but thanks to the CPS worker not turning in stuff on time, we had to delay 2 weeks so the lawyers and judge had time to look at documents. That did not put her on the judges good side to say the least.
So we walk into the court room fully prepared to do what we've done the past few times and just sit and listen to what we've done wrong (mostly bold faced lies) and what progress we've made (mostly not given even though we had done tons). This was not so much the case this time. That stuff still happened but this time she was petitioning to have the kids put into foster care which we were not told was going to happen. Our lawyers did not even know until that moment or if they did they outright lied to us both. One thing I've forgot to mention that is very important is we cannot talk. At all. Our lawyers can of course but we cannot unless put on the witness stand and then we have to be examined by both sides. Our lawyers are afraid to put me up there because I am so emotional and Scott is too pissed. As of today, neither of us has ever spoken in court at all.
So she gets on the stand and lies out her ass. Thankfully we do have a decent judge and he spent almost the whole session chewing her out left and right. She even went to the point of emailing the doctor that did the older two girls psychiatric testing and asked them to lie. Well that doctor emailed that letter to the judge so obviously she was not on the judges good side at all. She also turned in pictures that weren't even our house and all kinds of other stuff. She even had the audacity to bitch that we will not let our middle daughter have hot lunch at school because of her food restrictions to which he got very pissed and asked if that means that his kids taking brown bag lunches meant he was an improper parent also. He told her straight out that she had lost all objectivity and that if he could, she would be fired and never allowed to work in this type of capacity again. We truly felt this all boded very well for us since almost everything she had said was disproved but unfortunately we were so very wrong. Once he was done literally almost screaming at her, he turned to us and the only words said to us that whole court appearance were the words we could not believe we were hearing. "I hereby grant the request to remove the kids from your home immediately." We were both too stunned to respond right away which was probably wise. We were whisked into a conference room quickly by our lawyers so we could get ourselves as calmed down as possible before seeing Kay or anyone else for that matter.
As soon as the lawyers would let us, we got ready to leave and of course had to walk by Kay on our way out. Scott had threatened to punch her in the throat and watch her flop like a fish but thankfully all he did was semi discretely give her the finger. We got out of there as quickly as we could and practically ran to the van to go grab the little 3 from his mom's and Ashleigh from school so we could at least say goodbye figuring they would be over very soon to get the kids. This was all around 11am roughly if I am remembering right. It took Kay and her partner until after 7pm to come get them which was nice but horrible at the same time. It was great to have that time with the kids but horrible waiting for the fall to happen. The kids were able to pack some of their stuff and I went nuts taking all kinds of pictures of them all so I at least had those to look at. Amazingly I was okay enough to help load them into the vehicles they were leaving in and give them all hugs and kisses goodbye promising we would come see them the next day since they were going to a temporary place while waiting for placement. Once the cars drove away though I completely lost it and fell on our driveway completely inconsolable. Scott was able to get me inside eventually and the rest of that night is a blur.
Oh another thing Kay had done that I forgot about until right now was she told the kids she was going to remove them from our care. We had Stephie nightly crying that someone was going to climb on their window and take them for the 3-4 weeks leading up to them being removed. She did NOT go with them very willingly at all making it all that much harder to deal with.
Another short break while I work on the rest of this.
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