Yesterday I was catching up on Betsey Boom’s blog and she had written about a little boy who had been beaten to death by his mother and mother’s boyfriend and one of his friends. As hesitant as I was to go read the story, I forced myself to just because. Because I need to remember how many sick people there are out there – not that I often forget because I work with them every week. But I don’t want to subject my son to those kinds of people nor do I want to turn my back on any child I think may be the victim of domestic abuse.
This poor boy was only 17 months old. That is just a few months younger than my son is now. I couldn’t imagine what I’d have to do to break his ribs and detach his ear lobe from his head. I can’t grasp the anger it takes to bestow such pain on such a tiny little person. That would be like me having the shit beat out of me by Andre the Giant or something.
I was a victim of abuse by an ex-boyfriend who was not a lot bigger than I was, maybe 50 lbs., and it hurt like hell. I was scared shitless and I had the ability to fight back if I wanted. This baby couldn’t. He had no power, he just had to take it. And he did. And he died because no one stood up for him.
I’m sure he would’ve fought if he could. I can’t imagine what kind of terror went through this baby’s head when he woke up every morning, fearing the day ahead.
All babies ever want in life is to be loved and to be happy. They don’t know much else to seek out for. We should be offering to them all of this and more, not stripping them of their innocence and cutting their lives short because we have a fucking temper problem.
I have a problem with my temper, but I don’t fucking take it out on my son, nor do I allow men in my house and let them have their way with my child whom I carried lovingly in my belly.
If you hate your kid that much, just take them to a shelter or a neighbor or somewhere and drop them off. Don’t turture them and bloody their little face everyday because you can’t handle your shitty life.
If I EVER see you or hear you make any threats toward your child in public or if it looks like they have some suspicious marks on their body, be prepared for me to approach you and possibly knock your teeth down your face. I will report you. This happens way to much in the world nowadays.
Here is the article if you want to read it: BBC
