sigkapgirl713 (sigkapgirl713) wrote,
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Wow, I'm a bad bad blogger.

Yes, that's right, I am a bad blogger. I frequently abandon my blog for years at a time. But now I'm back, mostly because I have a moral dilemma and need someplace to vent. And I think that all of my friends and my boyfriend are a little sick of hearing about it. I guess I'd better start at the beginning though.
From the time of my last post, I was promoted to a manager at Noodles. This meant marginally better pay but a longer commute. Still, it propelled me to where I am now. I left Noodles in April and moved to Quincy, IL to begin studying for my Master's degree in elementary education at Quincy University. I moved into a shitty (really really shitty) little apartment above a pasta resturant. I adopted two cats from the Humane Society, Lia and Pie. I also became good friends with my neighbors, Jamie and Amanda. Jamie's a guy.
Jamie and Amanda do a lot of babysitting, usually for this mother who has 2-year-old twins. Amanda and Jamie and I decided to rent a house together, so we all moved in at the end of August.
Well, I'm not going to go into details, but Jamie joined the Army reserves for the money. He got called up like three weeks later and left a week before Thanksgiving. When I got back from Thanksgiving, I found the twins' mother staying with us, she'd just had gall bladder surgery or something like that and needed help with the kids. Well, she now just drops in and tells us that she's staying the night, doesn't ask, eats our food, uses our laundry detergent and water and electricity.
But what really gets me is the way she treats those babies. She screams and curses at them and doesn't seem to be overly concerned about who's taking care of them. Case and point, this morning I woke up and started getting ready for work. I drive Amanda's brother to school some mornings too. So I was getting dressed, taking out curlers, etc when I realized that Avery, the female twin, was sitting on the couch. I figured that Carrie was in Amanda's room (Amanda had spent the night with a friend). Then I went to get in my car and realized that the other two cars were gone. I was the only adult in the house and I could NOT leave a toddler by herself! I walked back inside and saw Avery curled on the edge of the couch, asleep and close to falling off. I went to shift her and she started to fuss so I picked her up and cuddled her. She was burning up, obviously had a high fever. Finally she fell back to sleep and I found a bottle of Amoxicillian in the kitchen for her.
I had to call Amanda's mom and tell her that Nick was going to be late to school because I couldn't leave Avery, then started praying that Carrie would get back soon so I wouldn't be late to work. Carrie got back about ten minutes later and said that she'd taken the other twin and her older daughter to daycare and that Avery had an ear infection.
Now I can understand not wanting to take a sick baby out in the cold, but she didn't wake me up or leave me a note that she'd be back or anything. I'm sorry, but if I hadn't noticed that the cars were gone, I would have left and Avery would have been alone! What kind of mother does that?!?!?!?!?! She's really awful to them. She screams, really screams and swears at them and they're just babies! I think I spend more time hugging them than she does. I've seen her drag the male twin up by one arm and throw him into a chair and shut both he and the older sister in a dark room while they're screaming and yell at them to go to bed.
My question...is it bad enough for me to call the Child Abuse Hotline? And how could I tell them what I saw without her knowing it was me? And would the babies be worse off in foster care? Advice, anyone?
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