The thing is, she actually did know what it was to be loved and comforted
and to know the safety of a mothers love. By all accounts, this was a cherished, beloved child. She had extended family- grandparents and aunts- who adored her and helped raise her. Her mother was said to be devoted. Even overprotected. Then she got with that creepy boyfriend and got back on meth.
Ultimately, the drugs and the man were more important than the sweet, perfect child.
I don't get it. She knew her child was being abused. Some people heard the mother yelling at her in the days before she died, "If you don't shut up I will hit you again." as Kayleigh cried.
She also knew rhat even though Kayleigh was already potty trained, the weird boyfriend insisted on potty training her and seemed obsessed by her. And he also spanked her to the point of bruising her.
If they wanted to do drugs and not be bothered by a child, why not simply let one of the grandparents have the kid. Let CPS take her. Simply say, "it's too much right now. Please take her until I'm sober."
Instead, her witch of a mother was evasive with CPS, hid the child's injuries and did all she could to keep the baby with her to die. I don't get it? Why are these druggie types so insistent on keeping a child they don't care about or want? It's like a strange possession thing. Or point of pride. No one is going to tell them what to do with their kid.
Makes me sick. I want to write the mother. Ask her if it was all worth it. If that



man she had and her drug binge was worth watching her child slowly die, losing the best thing she ever had in life and spending the rest of her life in prison. Monster.