Showing posts with label arvi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arvi. Show all posts

Monday, February 24, 2014

Raising a Baby Behind Bars

I am sure any mother, inmate or not, wants to raise their own child.  The heartbreak of having your baby taken away shortly after birth is not something that I would want to go through.

Most of the 2000 or so women that give birth in US prisons are not allowed to keep their babies, but there are some prisons that allow it.  One of those prisons is Bedford Hills Correctional Facility for Women.  Women who give birth here are allowed to keep their newborns with them and a few even up to 18 months.  This privilege is determined by the severity of the crimes committed my the mother.  Mothers convicted of violent crimes or any crimes in regard to harming children are not allowed this privilege.  One mother got in an argument with a guard and her baby was sent home.

The Facility has a play area for the kids and the walls are brightly decorated.  This is of course in a separate wing of the prison.   The children here and well taken care of by their own mothers and people helping at the prison.  A doctor checks to make sure they are growing as they should and there are people to help tend while the mothers are busy with their prison duties. There are also parenting classes to help the new mothers deal with the responsibilities that come with a child.

It is not all fun and games, however, the mothers are still in prison.  They still have a prison regime and not a lot of freedom.

Many mothers (about 33%) who have their child taken away at birth end up back in prison. Mothers who are allow to keep and raise their child fare much better with only about 10% ending back up in prison.

The babies don't know the difference.  They get the time to bond with their mothers and that is so important.

 It is by far better than ending up in foster care.
This Facility has made a smart move in allowing the mothers to keep their babies.  Not only for the babies, but for the mothers as well. There is so much more to live for, why throw it all away for whatever crime got them in prison in the first place.
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Scamming the Scammer

There are scammers everywhere now days.  The call your home, and invade your inboxes. They pop up as ads all over the internet.  I usually just ignore them, but I am so tired of them and cleaning my inbox of them.  All the promises of tons of money with little or no work.  It never ends.
I often wonder why people would choose to live a life as a scammer.  It may be easy to take peoples' money, but is it worth it?  They choose a life of dishonesty and loneliness.  No matter how careful these people are, they will get caught and lose everything they ever had.  Can you just imagine your spouse getting arrest for being a con man (or woman) or scammer?  I would never trust that person again.  It would break my heart, yes, but it wouldn't be worth ruining my reputation over it.  Even being married to a person like that would ruin my reputation to some degree.  My friends would stop trusting me and probably anyone that knew me.  Do they not realize how selfish this is, or have they just stopped caring? 
What these scammers don't realize, is that they are not just ruining peoples' lives, but are ruining their own in the long run.
A few years back the latest greatest scam going around what the "You won X amount of dollars in some foreign country, but in order to give it to you, you have a pay a "duty" of X amount."  Not sure what they named this one.  Knowing this scam was going around and just waiting for my turn to mistakenly answer the phone I was prepared with my own little "scam" just for them.

Scamming the Scammer
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Monday, February 17, 2014

Mud is Mud

Tis the Season for Mud.  I love snow, I love rain.  I hate mud, but there is no way to have one and not the other.  I don't like muddy floors, it barely have to time to mop them 2-3 times a week, much less 1-2 times a day.
What is with kids and mud?  They love it.  They stomp around in it all day and it never bothers them.  I can't handle mud even being on my shoes.  The next storm we get, snow or rain, I am going to be prepared!  I will tape down towels everywhere.  Or maybe I will just buy the kids each their own little mop and tell them to clean up their own messes.
I really am looking forward to spring, I just am dreading the mud that will probably come along with it.
I would like to share a little poem about mud.  I wrote this when I had just about had enough and was about to lose my mind.  I love being able to speak what it on my mind and not have anyone judge me for it.  That is what is so great about sites like this and Bubblews.
Here it is:
Mud, Mud, Mud
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