My God! How totally fucked up!

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No matter how far the human race seems to "grow" it never cease's to surprise me (as well as horrify) at just how far we actually have yet to go. I am blessed with two beautiful children (3 & an this kind of act, no matter what the circumstances, sicken's me to no end. My heart goes out to the family dealing with this tragedy an I for one will be lighting a candle in silent prayer.....

It crosses the mind, even when you're in the midst of it, but it's so fleeting and there are so many other thoughts, voices, it's like having a thousand people in your face screaming at you, but they're all in your head.

The final straw for my family was when my son woke for a feeding in the middle of the night and I went to my in-law's bedroom and asked my mother-in-law to do something about that baby crying in my room, and I wanted to know why it was there. I do not remember this at all, just going by what they told me. She said she thought I was having a reaction to some of the medication (very difficult pregnancy, delivery and recovery) they put me on. I thank the heavens for her... she said I was not myself at all. Lucky for my son we had breastmilk stored and my mother in law fed him while I sat in the living room. She said I sat there in the dark looking at the walls and mumbling for about 5 hours. The next morning they took me back to the doctor. It wasn't a reaction to meds and instead of putting me in an institution (my husband was in the military and overseas at the time), they drugged me up, got me stabilized and set me up with a shrink.

Looking back, I vaguely remember his first month, but after that, even when I look at the pictures, I have no recollection at all of that incident in the photo. It wasn't till he was about 8 months old that I have full memories. Ever so often there's a flash... a memory that tries to come to the surface, but it's quickly put back in the box. Maybe some day I'll remember it all, but for whatever reason that part of my mind is closed.

I have two wonderful sons - 6 years apart - whom I love dearly, all the more dearly because they are with me and we survived. It scares the hell out of me when I think about it; that could have been me and that child could have been mine.

Sounds like she was off her rocker. She probably shouldn't get the death sentence, as it sounds like she was having stability issues, but that's really up to the courts to decide.

The person I feel most for is her husband. Imagine your mate, whom you love enough to make a life and family with, murders one of your children. Poor, poor man.

I have noticed that some people disagree with what I have said regarding the death penalty. I have to say that was a first reaction statement. After, thinking about this, I feel that she will have to answer to GOD one day and that's good enough for me. Until then my thoughts and well wishes are for the surviving family of this poor baby.

Huggerz,
MJ

So Cessee, what was the diagnosis of the condition? Were you dillusional and functional or totally out of it?

Well, since I don't believe in god, it's not good enough for me, but I would feel morally opposed to a death sentence for someone who is crazy. Besides, I believe it's cheaper to let them live out thier life in prison and be reminded daily of what they did to put themselves there.

Some of the time I was completely out of it. My family says there were moments when they could see "the old me" but honestly, I don't have any solid memories of it. It hurts because I don't remember seeing my son roll over or sit up, or hearing him say his first word. I've created memories of these things from what others have told me. I was there, there are pictures of me being there, but even when I look closely at the pictures, I don't "know" that person in the picture, she doesn't even LOOK like me - like an alien took over my body.

As an additional note, until that incident and since that incident I have not needed to be under the care of a mental health professional. The lack of memories disturbed me so that it was five years before I had the nerve to even consider having another child. And when I did, I had 24/7 care for the last two months of my pregnancy and the first three months of his life until my family was assured my mental health was stable.

Hear hear.

It has been brought to my attention that this thread has upset many people and that LL is getting a shit load of complaints regarding this thread.

I want to apologize if this thread upset people. It was a horrific story that I caught on the AP wire. I am shocked and disgusted and only wanted to post it so other people would have knowledge of the story. I was not trying to be sensational, not with a story about a murdered child. Fuck anyone who thinks differently. I have two children of my own which made the story even more horrific and I also used to live in Plano, Texas (where this crazy shit took place).

I was also hoping it would shed some light on the topic of post partum depression. We need to be more educated and aware of this mental illness (condition). I have been very open about my own mental illness and would never post such a story as a joke or to be sensational.

Anyway I sure as hell didn’t have to apologize as I did not receive a warning. I did it only to assure people of my intensions. This is the world we live in people. How are you going to get upset with me for posting a story I read on the AP wire? You are supposed to be shocked as it is a shocking act.

I totally agree with you Juro. As I myself do not believe in God. And a person who does such a thing should be reminded of what they have done.

I think that the horror of that would be so much more punishment than the death penalty. Personally I would rather die several deaths than wake up and learn that I'd done such a thing to anyone, let alone my own child.

Indeed Rose!

Totally agree.