In this country social workers are termed babysnatchers.
I took a 7 day old baby from the arms of its screaming mother yesterday. I talked softly to the baby while driving him to his new placement. I told him to forget. I asked him to forgive his mother. I wished out loud that he would not blame me.
All this may seem a bit loopy...talking to a baby who will not remember the events of the day or the conversation he had with his new social worker.
It was my catharsis.



