My poor Peanut…
So technically this isn’t my blood relative. She is only my Grandbaby in my heart.
Laura Lee’s Mom… Kimber… was the youngest of 4 step kids I had while married to her Dad back in the 90’s. She called me “Mom” the entire time her Dad and I were together. Kimber and I kept in contact over the years with me even driving to TX to see Laura 5 weeks after she was born.
Well… Kimber drove 8 hrs last Thurs night/Fri morning from where she lives in East TN to my house – first time ever – with a 10 mo old baby. They got here at 5 am. We chatted and hit the bed. It was around lunchtime the next day I ran and got ibuprofen for Laura since she was tired/cranky/teething. My “Daughter” Kimber said “I hope her legs not broken.” I said “It’s not broken… there’s no bruising etc.” So after an hr of ibuprofen not working & she wouldn’t put any weight on that leg… we drove her to the ER where they quickly admitted her. They drove her a cpl hrs later to LeBonheur Children’s Hosp in an ambulance and kept her there Fri night thru Wed because DCS said it was child abuse because she had a buckled femur. Since the child was only with the parents and baby daddy’s parents then someone in those 4 people had to know what happened to this baby. Yet the only response is “I don’t know”. They’ve had custody taken away for 6 weeks and have to attend parenting classes. They’ve gotten a lawyer.
I… am sick. Heart broken. Devastated.