I pray this was not intentional and the mother can get the help she needs from the sounds of things. How lucky are those of us who have family members and friends that are willing to step in when they recognize something is wrong. IMO
You see red flag. I see lazy. I don't know yet which is correct. I just know that with post-partum depressions, regular depression, alcoholism, etc. etc. etc. we have a plethora of excuses that seem to sound so much better than lazy.
I pray this was not intentional and the mother can get the help she needs from the sounds of things. How lucky are those of us who have family members and friends that are willing to step in when they recognize something is wrong. IMO
Its the least i can do from over the water.Thank you so much for that lovely thought, Gigi...
I can see what yr saying. And there could be a hundred reasons why she felt she couldn't ask someone.RSBM
I, too, feel very sad that two little lives were lost. It's difficult to have sympathy for their parent.
Maybe that's wrong, idk.
Why did she not call a sitter ?
If she was struggling with illness, depression or even just laziness -- it would have been better for her to consider respite foster care ; she could have just picked up her phone and called cps and explained she couldn't care for them and needed to sleep.
At least Oliver and Aria would be alive.
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No it was the eldest. And to loose 2 sweet angels in one. Must be the hardest pain ever. Yeah. If only something was said. But circumstances and things. Hind sight is a wonderful thing.I feel just terrible. I had it mixed up. Thought it was a twin who just came home from the hospital. What a shame that Mom and Dad would have to ask for help. I wish someone would have offered. This all may not have come to pass.
I lost mine in a late ectopic. Placed on a maternity ward... after 2 operations in as many days. Listening to babies cry.If you haven't been in the grip of severe postpartum depression, it's all but impossible to imagine how paralyzed you can become. There were times when if the house had caught fire, I would have sat there and watched it burn me and the baby up because I could not, literally physically could not, summon enough will to move, let alone make a phone call.
(Note, not saying she necessarily has depression of any kind, but it wouldn't surprise me.)
I lost mine in a late ectopic. Placed on a maternity ward... after 2 operations in as many days. Listening to babies cry.
You hit a brick wall eventually. And dont know what to do. I was on morphine for a good while. Helped. But meh.
Depression is so often mis diagnosed.
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I used to believe child services were there to help families. I used to regularly encourage parents to go to them for help. I was so naive and stupid. They're the last people I'd recommend parents go for help now.RSBM
I, too, feel very sad that two little lives were lost. It's difficult to have sympathy for their parent.
Maybe that's wrong, idk.
Why did she not call a sitter ?
If she was struggling with illness, depression or even just laziness -- it would have been better for her to consider respite foster care ; she could have just picked up her phone and called cps and explained she couldn't care for them and needed to sleep.
At least Oliver and Aria would be alive.
:moo:
I hear ya!I've been a single mom of 4 kids for 12 years. I have had to pay everyone who has watched my kids for me - including my family members. I have heard criticism over the state of my house over and over again. I hear criticism over my parenting skills and my kids' behavior. And I hear nobody offering me help, ever. It's unfortunately very possible that this woman had no one to call to ask for help.
Bless ya. No one understands how dark you can get unless theyve been there done that.What a tragic situation. My condolences on your loss.
I had late-onset PPD--my son was about three when it hit out of nowhere. Back then nobody knew anything about it. It was the grace of God and the love of Mr. Carbuff that kept me from being the subject of one of the threads in here. Yeah, brick wall. I just about walked out with nothing but a gym bag with my street clothes and an umbrella.
If you haven't been in the grip of severe postpartum depression, it's all but impossible to imagine how paralyzed you can become. There were times when if the house had caught fire, I would have sat there and watched it burn me and the baby up because I could not, literally physically could not, summon enough will to move, let alone make a phone call.
(Note, not saying she necessarily has depression of any kind, but it wouldn't surprise me.)
I lost mine in a late ectopic. Placed on a maternity ward... after 2 operations in as many days. Listening to babies cry.
You hit a brick wall eventually. And dont know what to do. I was on morphine for a good while. Helped. But meh.
Depression is so often mis diagnosed.
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