Last Tuesday morning was the last time we heard the baby. We've not heard the mother but we went away for Tuesday and Wednesday. Now we were listening for the baby and mother who had awakened us, concerned about their fates.
Friday while helping a new neighbor move in, I encountered another neighbor who is a CASA volunteer. I told him what had happened, asked whether he ever heard the baby, and did he know what usually happened in the circumstances as I'd described it. I wanted to hear social services would help, that the community we've built would reach out to the mother and help her and the child.
That's what he told me is standard. When police are notified of a disturbance involving a child, they ascertain the child is safe and then address the situation, trying to help the mother while protecting the child and keeping the two together. It's a little relief hearing that but I hope the poor mother is helped. We suspect she's sleep deprived.
The apartments are many gray, two story buildings with anonymous windows and doors. Before I thought of them as mostly the place where the students and struggling live. The buildings have now gained another personality.
Causes Michael Seidel Supports
Kiva, Women's International League for Peace and Freedom, Propublica.org, Doctors Without Borders, GreaterGood.com