So, today while I was resting before picking my daughter up from school, a social worker knocked on the door (my partner didn't answer because she thought it was the Jehovah's Witnesses again). When I opened the door to go pick dd up from school, I saw that card from the social worker stuck in the screen.
I called and left a message for the social worker, right away. And called to ask ex what was going on because we had had a reasonable discussion with last night about trying to work things out for dd. That's when he tells me he called child services because he thought my house was "too dirty," because I'm sick (with Lupus and Fibromyalgia) and don't clean it as often as he wants...and something to do with me no cleaning up after my animals. (He hates our "zoo") WTF? I'm not Martha Stewart or anything but my house isn't so bad that child services needs to be involved.
So, when dd got in the car, she wanted to know if I had set up the "lady who came and talked to her at school." Because child services went to her school, and pulled her out of class to ask her what was going on in her life and if she was okay. Dd, of course, started telling the social worker about the problems she's having with her dad. Couldn't figure out why the lady was so interested in our animals, but said "I told her Charlie (our dog) jumps on you even though you're sick, and I told her the rats' names." So, I had to tell her that the, no, I didn't set it up, but that the lady just wanted to make sure she was okay, and whatever she told her was okay.
The social worker called me back and is coming to check out my house tomorrow at 11:00 to make sure it's safe for dd. I really don't have anything to hide, so having the social worker come to my house is not that big of a deal, it's just so infuriating that dd's father would involve child services over my house, when it's not my house she's refusing to go to, and I haven't done anything in violation of the custody order.
Mama to 9 so far:Mother of Joey (20), Dominick (13), Abigail (11), Angelo (8), Mylee (6), Delainey (3), Colton (2) and Baby 8 and Baby 9 coming sometime in July 2013. If evolution were true, mothers would have three arms!
Just keep being the bigger person mama, it will all work in your favor.
It's all rather anticlimactic since I spent the whole night lying awake terrified that I'd left something somewhere inadvertently and that I would then be called an unfit mother and lose my child. Trying to decide if the dust on the alcohol bottles at the top of my cupboards is a sign that I'm not an alcoholic or a sign of my bad housekeeping.
And not to sound self-righteous or anything...but it's really sickening that SWs are having to take time out to investigate petty reports in custody cases. Every time I hear about some kid who got injured or killed because of SW case overload, I'm going to think about this and be that much more angry.
Mama to two awesome kids. Wife to a wonderful, attached, loving husband. I love my job-- I'm a Midwife, Doula and Childbirth Educator, Classes forming now!