Actually pompous refers to me apparently 😛
I’m about to send an email to the cw and her manager (after considerable weighing up of advice, I’ve decided to see if we can resolve it without involving anyone else, which would no doubt piss them off) and sent it first to a good friend for review.
The term ‘pompous know it all’ may have been used. It made me laugh. I’m so blessed to have friends who reign me in and aren’t afraid to be honest. Apparently constantly referring to gold standard, best practice and referencing policies and legislation is not quite in line with my aimed for approach of ‘hey, I think there’s been a misunderstanding, probably my fault, sorry, let’s work it out’. Not that I particularly believe there is a misunderstanding, and I really don’t think it’s my fault, but I have determined after much consultation that this is the most likely route to an easy resolution and I’m willing to eat a little shit to save my kids.
Re-write tomorrow and we’ll see what comes.
…like an educated woman who is not allowed to see her children.
In the time since I have heard that I’m not allowed to see the boys I have come up with a course of action.
1. I contacted my state’s foster care advocacy group to determine if I am indeed breaking the law by having contact with the children (as the cw is stating).
2. I contacted an acquaintance who knows the in’s and out’s of the system and who previously worked at CS. She has given me some very valuable and hope inspiring information and I’m having a meeting with her on the weekend to get her perspective on the whole matter.
3. I’ve contacted a fellow blogger (albeit a far more famous one than I, thanks Rebecca) who is in the know to ask for some literature to back my position on ongoing contact between bio and foster families. She has also suggested that she may ask her rather extensive community for any research they may be aware of.
4. On Monday I will write an email to the CW, cc’ing the manager, the social worker, the foster carer support worker and anyone else that my spies suggest, stating my position on the matter (e.g. I believe it is to the greatest benefit of both the boys and the family to have continued support from myself) and refuting any of the reasons they have suggested as to why it is not appropriate.
5. At the end of the email I will request a written response stating their position on the matter with a full explanation as to the reasons they have come to said position.
6. If they do not come back with a satisfactory response I will take it up with Managers further up the line. I am willing to go to the Ombudsman and the Children’s Guardian if necessary.
DON”T MESS WITH MY KIDS.
I’ve just heard on the grapevine that community services has had a meeting and that they have decided that I’m not allowed to have any more contact with the boys. Fuck them and everyone who works there, I will fight this with every breath I have.
As I mentioned previously community services has expressed reticence at my continued involvement in Champ and Buddy’s lives. Apparently offering to help Nan, and having her take me up on that, suggests that Nan isn’t coping. So I’m currently taking advantage of having a school aged child and spending my couple of free hours a day immersing myself in reading every policy, report, research and legislative document related to children in care in my state. I’m looking at rights of carers, rights of children, rights of birth families, best practice, corporate directions, overall aims, policies on contact, policies on restoration, policies on family support, policies on Indigenous children, literature reviews, research papers and every little thing in-between. At the end of this I plan on knowing how this messed up piece of crap system works better than the staff at community services themselves.
You had better believe that if they try to claim that I’m not allowed to support the birth family post-restoration I will fight them to the death.
Sorry about the language. I’m having a bad day!
They are so damn narrow minded!
I’ve been keeping in contact with Nan and helping out here and there as she adjust to the huge task of looking after two small and very active children. This is even more important because Nan isn’t allowed to leave the kids with pretty much anyone in her network of support (her daughters etc).
Nan and I were being on the discrete side of things, but cs found out that she has my number and we talk to each other.
I quote “If she’s asking for help it’s a sign that she is not coping”
If she’s asking for help it’s a sign that she knows her limitations and is utilising all the resources available to her to give herself the best chance of succeeding. It’s not like she’s dropping the kids off to me and going on a bender. I’ve looked after the kids twice. Once while she did the groceries, and once after swimming lessons so she could catch up on housework.
I may have white lied and said I hadn’t really helped at all. CW then said it was about my safety, especially if the kids had to come back to me. I hate hate hate that I have zero control in this situation. If I didn’t have big sister I would be tempted to tell them fully the amount of contact I’m having with them and if they have a problem that I’m happy to step down as a carer. That way I would just be a family friend and cs wouldn’t be allowed to have a say in what contact I had. And if the kids came back into care I could just take them as a kinship placement. It kills me that there is no thinking outside the box.
I probably shouldn’t tell them that I let big sister talk to her mum on the phone…