"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
“I heard my daughter crying in her crib as I repeated over and over, ‘She will never remember me,’ and began a dialogue in to my husband's phone that I prayed she would never have to hear."
He said that all the money they had would be spent on cigarettes and other "fun things" and so he would find change in their van and would buy Ramen packets at the store down the street (at 6!!!!).
"I was just home with my son putting him down for a nap when a lady knocked on my door saying she was with Delaware County Child Protective Services and they were here to remove Ja’vonni from my care."
I rushed to her. I’m not normally one to jump up and rush to a crying child. I’m not trying to sound callous. Just being honest about parenting multiple, miniature, drama queens.
"Article after article is about our daughters and how dire it is for us to raise them to be strong, self-sufficient, and capable. But, please hear this. I have a boy too."
