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AlyDanRob

I believe I should have been able to have an open adoption. My sons adoptions was conflict of interest due to the fact that the judge and attorney both worked together against my own biological mother when I was adoption and it was a closed adoption. Same with my son's adoption. She cornered me into signing my rights over which is coercion. I felt it was the best way to protect him from his father but I was wanting him to still be able to know me considering his father is in federal prison and will never be apart of my life again due to trauma he caused me to endure before and during pregnancy. The judge was corrupt and offered no help or guidance on what to do to be stable for my son the entire time the case was opened. I didn't even know about mental health recovery programs and things like that at the time. If I would've known it would've helped me become stable not only mentally but financially to be able to provide a home for my son or at least possibly would've been able to have the open adoption granted but the judge said I wasn't capable enough to be able to have my son in my life and that's just not right! I named him Sonny Myles Clayfield Robinson‚ he was born December 29‚ 2020 his original due date was supposed to be my birthday December 26th‚ 2020. I don't want him to grow up‚ find out‚ be told lies they could say "I didn't want him" or "I didn't love him" or "I didn't care enough for him" those are all lies and that can lead to him being traumatized and have fear of abandonment issues like I have due to lies surrounded being taken away and adopted as a baby. I had a good relationship with him‚ his face would light up every time he saw me and we'd play at our visits and have fun. I miss my Sonnyboy‚ my Smyles. I want him in my life. And I know if he had a voice he'd say he misses me and has probably wondered why he hasn't been able to see me. But he was only 1 year 8 months and 8 days old the last visit we had and wasn't able to have a voice of his own because I told him it was the last time I was going to be able to see him and I prayed for him and he started crying and as I was hugging him as he was crying his foster parents grabbed him away from me and ran off and I remember him looking back at me sad. I am being my sons voice‚ he needs to be heard! I know he remembers me and I know he misses me!