CPS

I had stopped cleaning my kitchen floor as I was headed to get my broom from the hall closet.  The door bell rings.  I can see out the door as there is a yellow ford mustang sitting in my driveway.  I go down the stairs, open the door and the lady says, "You must be Tisha."  Not knowing who this person was or how she knew my name, she then continues, "I'm a CPS worker and here to investigate a case."

I welcome the lady into my home.  I let her know I had to go wake my husband up as he was napping.  They sit down at the table to discuss things.  I just couldn't sit.  My body had done went into defensive, flight mode.  The only thing that keep flashing in my mind was "No one is taken my babies". 

Apparently, Matthew told the CPS worker that he got 500, yes, FIVE HUNDRED, spankings in ONE night.  Are you kidding me?  I have not received that many in a lifetime!  She started asking if we have had drug problems or mental health issues.  I almost wanted to say, "Yeah, because that child's absurb behavior is driving me insane!"  Then she wanted numbers to people that have seen me and my husband with our children.  There is not a single person that knows me, that has a single bad thing to say about me because they all know with 100% that I would literally lay my life down for my children and my children are nothing but spoiled rotten.  I can only image my mom talking to that lady as she will prolly start crying.

There are alot of things in my life that I am not proud of or I could of done better.  Becoming a mother has been the best thing to happen in my life.  Everything I do, I do it for my children.  You mess with my cubs, I will maul you.  You approach my children with dignity and respect, then I just might let you have the privilage to know them.

The case is being closed.