Today was bad. All kinds of bad.
It was so weird because I knew it was going to happen. I just KNEW it. I don't know why, but I did.
So, this is probably going to turn into a long store. Lizzy had a visit scheduled today with her mom. Bio dad usually does everything for her. He wakes her up in the morning, gets her pills for her, drives her everywhere, he does EVERYTHING.
Well, mom had an uncle that passes away a day or two ago. Mom is not mentally stable at all. If anything rocks her boat...well, it capsizes. So, anyway, Mom was staying with a relative so bio dad wasn't there to do everything for her. The visit was scheduled for 9 am. Well, 9 am came and went and she didn't come. I texted her and she didn't answer. I knew she was sleeping. So, I called bio dad, who was at work, and told him. I think he called all the relatives in the house until one answered because I got a call from mom at 9:20 am saying "I'm up...I'm up....I'm up...I'm coming."
Awesome, I have been sitting here waiting and she has literally been in bed sleeping.
So, at 9:45 am she comes walking in. Her eyes are almost swollen shut. She has some scrapes on her face and is VERY jittery. Very.
Even with her acting so crazy the social worker is letting Lizzy go with her UNSUPERVISED AND says that because mom is late (if I agree to it) she can still have her full 5 hour visit.
At this point mom notices that Lizzy pooped her pants and walks with me and the supervisor back into the back — she was going to change Lizzy's diaper and I was going to talk to the social worker.
Well, as I am talking to the social worker she remembers something she needed to ask mom. She leaves me in the room and goes and gets mom and takes her and Lizzy into the supervisor's office.
At this point I leave. I went to my sister's house and for some reason I kept watching my phone expecting the agency to call me to come get Lizzy because...well, it is so hard to explain. I KNEW mom was all wired up. I knew she was mad at the social worker. I could tell she hadn't taken her meds that morning...
I just knew what COULD happen.
And it did.
I actually got a call from mom first. She was back at her aunt's house...without Lizzy. She had gotten into a fight with the social worker, called her a B**** and a liar. She claims that the social worker was lying to her supervisor about mom. Mom LOST it and I guess they threatened to call the police on her and she took off, leaving for Lizzy crying in the office. She was yelling and crying all at the same time when she was talking to me. I asked how long ago this happened and she said about 15 minutes ago.
I was very confused about why the agency had not called me yet to come get Lizzy.
About 10 minutes later I get a call, not from the social worker or supervisor, from the receptionist saying, "You can come get Lizzy now." No explanation, nothing.
So, I drove back and got her. The social worker asked to talk to me. She asked me to please not have any more contact with mom. No phone calls, nothing, and said "This could get very messy." That is all the info she gave me.
After all of this I talked to bio dad. He was so mad. He got into a huge fight with mom about all of it and as of this afternoon they both texted me and said that they broke up. If they actually STAY broken up this will be the end for Lizzy's mom. She is not capable of finishing this without him. She. Will. Not. Do. It.
Lizzy was ok. She wasn't crying when I got there and acted fine the whole rest of the day. I did baby her a little though because this was nothing any child should have to deal with.
Oh, and just this week we decided to start telling all the "official people" that we are not interested in adopting her. Literally hours before this happened we told both her lawyer and social worker we are not interested in adopting Lizzy.