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The cool of the fall morning was just
beginning to change into the warmth of an Indian Ssummer afternoon
when Becky and Aldo found themselves once again at the front door
of the Lowell's mobile home. Their knocks at the door were followed
by quick, resonant footsteps along the length of the trailer.
Then quiet. A few more knocks and, as always, it was Carol who
opened the door. Although it was 11:00 A.M. it appeared that Steve
and Carol had just awakened. Carol was still in her robe. Across
the narrow, darkly paneled room they could see Steve, sitting
in his customary slumped position on a tattered couch. Steve made
no eye contact when Becky and Aldo greeted him and Carol. Carol
returned their greeting with her usual timid hello, all the time
watching Steve.
Stepping in from the crisp country air, Becky and Aldo showed
no reaction to the stale and clammy smell of propane heat that
carried a faint scent of garbage throughout the kitchen and living
area. The subflooring beneath the chipped kitchen linoleum creaked
as the two early interventionists stepped carefully, working their
way between a nearly empty pizza box and small piles of clean
diapers mixed with dirty laundry on the floor. Peering across
the width of the dark trailer, Becky could see that Aaron was
awake in his pumpkin seat beneath the rickety formica table that
Becky and Aldo had helped the Lowells transport from the thrift
shop.
Progress and Problems
"How's Aaron?" Becky asked as she lifted the pumpkin seat from
under the table and placed it on the couch beside Steve, "I think
he's grown."
"He has been growin'," said Carol with a look of satisfaction
and relief. "Doctor said he weighs eight pounds and two and
a half ounces now."
"Eight pounds, two and a half ounces! That's great. He's
really getting up there," Aldo chimed in to support Carol's feeling
of accomplishment.
From the couch, Steve, who still had not looked directly at Becky
or Aldo grunted, "Uhmm."
Sensing that no further social amenities were called for,
Becky got to work. "Well, we've got a lot to cover today.
We're going to work on teaching you how to sterilize bottles and
watch you feed Aaron. While I'm doing that, Aldo will check the
baby's room to see if the electrical outlets have been covered
and to see if the toilet, counter, and tub are clean. Just like
we talked about doing last week, okay?" Carol gave an accepting
nod. Steve was sullen.
"If those areas are taken care of," continued Becky, "and
if you have a meal planned, then you will move up to an extra
15 minutes of unsupervised time with Crystal when she comes from
the foster home for her visit today." Carol nodded again.
"If your visits increase by 15 minutes today, that will bring
the total time to 3 hours that you spend alone with Crystal,"
Becky said to remind the couple that they were making progress
at gradually regaining custody of Crystal. "Soon we will
ask the child welfare department to let her stay overnight with
you. Won't that be great?"
"Let me ask you somethin'," Steve said. "Can child
welfare make us take Aaron to that Early Start place?" Early
Start was a birth-to-3 program for children with developmental
delays or children who are at risk for such delays. Crystal had
been served by the program last year.
"Well I...," Becky stammered.
" 'Cause we got a letter from them and I don't think that's
right! How did those Early Start people get Aaron's name? We never
said nothin' about him. The child welfare worker's name is on
here.Nancy. She probably said somethin' to them about Aaron and
that ain't right! That goes against my constitutional law!"
"I don't know but maybe..."
"I'll tell you somethin' else," Steve exploded. I don't like
them comin' over here without askin'! They're tryin' to take Aaron
away and I ain't gonna' stand for it! Cause I gotta' knife what's
sharp and I'll gut 'em!"
This wasn't the first time Steve had shown his temper. More than
once his gruff manner had intimidated personnel from several human
service agencies. Some had refused to return to the family's home
after such outbursts. Some also had pointed to Steve's temper
as the primary reason for continuing Crystal's foster placement
and for continuing to provide services in the home when such services
were not always embraced by the parents themselves. Becky
reflected on yesterday afternoon's case staffing when these issues
had been foremost on the agenda.
A Question of Custody
The child welfare department had called the staffing to review
the Lowell case with each service provider. After this review
the department would begin to formulate a recommendation to the
juvenile court about whether to continue Crystal's foster placement
and whether the parents should be ordered to cooperate with services
for Aaron.
Attending the staffing were persons from the public assistance
office and the public health department, the foster parents, and
the family's homemakers (i.e., paraprofessionals involved in providing
assistance with transportation and other basic family needs).
Becky and Aldo represented Project 12-Ways, an in-home intervention
program serving a variety of families including families with
histories of child abuse and neglect. In the course of serving
these families, the staff often identified family members, both
parents and children, as having disabilities.
The caseworker, Nancy, had started by reviewing the original reasons
for becoming involved in the family's life. Crystal, at 3 years
of age, had been taken into foster care following substantiated
reports of physical abuse by her father, who was Carol's first
husband, Bob. Carol herself had not abused Crystal and, in fact,
she too had been badly beaten by Bob. Even so, the court ruled
that Carol had failed to provide adequate protection for Crystal
and that the conditions in the home were hazardous and unsanitary.
As part of Crystal's plan to return home, Carol received weekly
supervised visits with Crystal in her home. Staff members from
Project 12-Ways supervised these visits. These never involved
Bob, whom Carol divorced and who was sentenced to prison shortly
thereafter on charges of check fraud.
From all reports, Carol had been cooperative and successful in
learning appropriate parenting skills during visits with Crystal.
Then Steve entered the picture and began to live with Carol.
At the time they met, Steve was 25 and Carol was 31. Both were
receiving public assistance as a result of their developmental
disabilities. Steve had a reputation for making verbal outbursts
and intimidating people with his size (i.e., 235 pounds) and angry
demeanor. Although never physically violent against another adult,
local law enforcement officials had been called by neighbors to
quiet Steve during late night shouting matches at his sister's
house. His temper surfaced occasionally in public and had made
him less than welcome at the offices of several human service
agencies.
For the team, Nancy reviewed how she had enlisted the public health
department's outreach program when Carol became pregnant with
Aaron. When he was born, Aaron weighed 5 pounds 6 ounces. After
Carol and Aaron were discharged from the hospital, a nurse from
the health department began making regular home visits to provide
the family with infant formula and to weigh Aaron. At 3 weeks,
Aaron weighed only 5 pounds 9 ounces. He was protruding his tongue
from his mouth, spitting up large amounts of formula after every
feeding, and often startled whenever Steve spoke.
On one home visit, it appeared to the health nurse that Aaron
was dehydrated. She urged Steve and Carol to have Aaron hospitalized,
but they both feared that this would lead to their loss of custody.
The nurse felt legally obliged to report the matter to the child
welfare abuse hotline. Within hours the welfare department conducted
an investigation and arranged for Aaron's hospitalization. After
2 days at the hospital, Aaron gained 7 ounces and was discharged.
Carol and Steve were ordered by the court to cooperate with the
public health nurse in maintaining Aaron's feeding regimen. They
had done so, and Aaron had grown steadily.
Nancy concluded her review of the case by saying, "The real
question for me is whether Crystal can ever be returned to the
home, particularly as long as Steve is there. He is so volatile.
Last week he was removed from the WIC office for causing an uproar.
It seems he accused the nurse of holding back on some of Carol's
food stamps. Also, you all know that when he was going to the
sheltered workshop, folks there said he'd killed his sister's
dog with a rubber mallet. I just wonder how much longer it will
be before we have a report that something serious has happened
to Aaron--something more serious than this last episode."
The homemaker, Bess, quickly responded to Nancy's concluding remarks,
"Well all I know is I won't go back to that home alone. The last
time I was there, Steve stood up, stuck his face in mine, and
yelled, 'You got no right to be in my home tellin' me what to
do with my kid. I don't want you back here no more! I guess he
forgot that the only way he can get to the store or to a doctor's
appointment or wherever he needs to go is if we take him."
"I just don't take Steve too seriously," said the nurse.
" He huffs and puffs but he's never really scared me. The
main problem we have is that they take things very literally.
We told them to give Aaron 5 ounces of formula every four hours.
They do this without fail, even to the point of waking the baby
up to feed him. But as far as we are concerned, it's better to
be a little too fat than underfed. We don't see the need to continue
going to the family's home every week. We'll just furnish them
with a large supply of the formula so they'll have what they need
for the next few months".
"What about Crystal?" asked Nancy. "How is she
getting along in the foster home?"
Dianah, the foster mother, replied, "Well, sometimes she'll
act like she's sick so she don't have to go visit at Carol's and
Steve's. I just tell her, 'Look, you got to go. Your mother wants
to see you. So don't be makin' like you're sick'. Usually she'll
quit her actin' then. When she comes home, though, she sometimes
will tell me that Steve yelled a lot. She really likes seein'
her mama but don't like him too much. I tell her, 'They're married
now and you have to try to get along,' but she can be a little
manipulator. If she could figure out how to be with Mom without
him being there, she would do it."
"Okay," accepted Nancy, "What is Project 12-Ways
seeing"?
Becky began, "When we initially began serving the family,
Carol was in the process of divorcing Bob. Steve was just moving
in, and Crystal came to the home for supervised visits for an
hour one day each week. The home was filthy at that time. Garbage
was piled up in and outside of the house. The plumbing was clogged,
the toilet backed up, and piles of dirty clothes and boxes were
everywhere. Plus, the baby was due in a few months. We were not
optimistic."
"We began by making a contract with the parents -- literally a
contract to gain longer visiting periods with Crystal and, ultimately
to regain custody of her. As you know, cases like this are tough.
One or more family members have a disability and would truly benefit
from services but, because of their involvement with the legal
system due to child abuse or neglect, they're not necessarily
all that enthusiastic about us, especially when we first start.
Anyway, our approach has always been to put the cards on the table
-- to let the parents know that we are happy to provide services
but that they can refuse these services. We want them to know,
however, that unless some specific changes are made in the household,
it is unlikely that the court will allow a child to go home. So,
with Carol and Steve all this information was put in a contract."
"Each week we renew the contract. We negotiate some aspect of
change that they can achieve within a week's time. For example,
a week's objective might be to have the dishes in the sink clean,
or the toilet unclogged, and so forth. If they can do that in
time for Crystal's visit the following week, then we agree to
add 10 or 15 minutes to the length of that visit. If they do not
make the changes we agree upon, the visit remains the same length
as the week before. More visiting time is added, some of it unsupervised
time, as more changes are made and maintained. Right now, the
family is spending nearly 3 hours with Crystal, and most of that
time they are alone with her."
Becky passed around a graph that showed an ascending set of bar
graphs representing the amount of time the family spent together
during weekly visits for the last few months. Superimposed upon
that were ascending plots with such labels as "Percent of
Diapering Steps Performed," "Percent of Kitchen Areas
Clean," "Percent of Praise Statements to Children."
The group took a moment to study it all. Becky interpreted the
technical details for them. Then Nancy asked, "So what's
your plan for the future?"
"Well," responded Becky, "we'll try to continue
to stretch out the amount of time the family spends together and
to increase the changes the parents make to receive visiting time
with Crystal. We would like to fade Crystal back into the home
in this gradual manner".
Nancy furrowed her brow, "I guess the only problem I have
is with the unexpected. You've taught the parents to handle specific
situations the way that I train a dog to follow specific commands.
I don't mean to sound like I'm putting you or them down. It's
just that my concern is with what happens when a situation comes
up that you simply haven't trained the family to handle. How can
you be sure that Steve won't haul off and hurt someone when you're
not there? Even if you could teach them to handle every possible
situation now, won't you have to retrain the parents over and
over for the new situations that come up when the children grow
older? Is Project 12-Ways or any other agency prepared to serve
this family for a lifetime? And, even if you were, would that
be in the family's best interest if it always meant having some
involvement with us or the court?"
Continued
Uncertainty
Nancy's questions from the staffing echoed in Becky's head as
she struggled for the right way to handle Steve's outbursts. "I
see you are upset," she began calmly. "If you want,
we can talk about that more at the end of the session. Right now,
we've got the bottles to take care of." Becky rose and walked
toward the kitchen.
"Well I just don't like they way they treat us!" continued
Steve.
"Okay, Carol, do you want to do the bottles first or should
Steve go first?'' asked Becky.
From the corner of her eye Becky could see that Steve was looking
away.
"I guess I'll start," said Carol.
In the back of the trailer, Aldo had begun to check the children's
room for hazards that Steve and Carol had agreed to eliminate.
Things had improved so much, he thought, from the first time he
had come to the home. It was filthy then, infested with cockroaches,
and without heat except for what was put out by the burners on
the stove. Maybe Steve and Carol could manage to regain
custody. Maybe it would be all right.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Carol was busy at the stove. "How'd
I do?" she asked hopefully.
Becky began on a positive note, "You did real well in bringing
the water to a boil. You also kept the bottles in the water for
a long enough time to be sterilized. Remember, though, you have
to use a very clean cloth to drain the nipples on after you wash
them. If you set them on the side of the sink or in the dish rack,
they will pick up germs again."
"Oh yeah, that's right," said Carol with obvious pleasure
at having only missed a simple step. "Your turn, Steve."
Steve appeared disinterested. "I'll get Aldo to go over sterilizing
the bottles with you, Steve," said Becky.
Aldo entered the kitchen and, shaking his head, said, "Uh-oh.
I'm not sure I can remember all the steps".
"Oh you remember them," Steve livened up. "You're
just saying that to see if you can trip me up!" Then with
a broad grin Steve chimed, "I really love you folks-'preciate
all you are doin' to help us."
Becky and Aldo shared an uneasy moment of eye contact at this
sudden change of mood. They then worked through the task with
Steve.
Before leaving that day, Becky reviewed the family's contract.
They had kept their part of the bargain. The house was acceptably
clean. They had a meal planned for Crystal. They both had been
able to sterilize the bottles and feed Aaron. Becky reassured
herself that these were tangible indications that the parents
could take care of the children. At least the family would be
able to manage the three hours they would be alone with one another.
There was a knock at the door. Carol opened it and there stood
Crystal, grinning.
"Hi baby!" said Carol.
Crystal just grinned and walked in. She went to the table and
picked up an orange. "Baalll," she said, holding it
for Aldo to see.
"It's like a ball. It's an orange. O-r-r-a-a-n-n-ge,"
enunciated Aldo while bending low for Crystal to see his mouth.
Crystal smiled and put it back on the table.
"Well, you have three hours alone together with your family,"
said Becky. When she walked over to Aaron to say good bye, she
caught a whiff of urine. "Looks like the baby's diapers are
wet."
"Yeah, but those are large Pampers, not like the littler
ones you taught us with", Steve said confidently. "They
hold a lot more."
"Yes, but wet diapers cause a rash." Becky sighed. "Let's
go over diaper changing before we go."
Becky and Aldo said good-bye, squinted in the sunlight, and stepped
onto the makeshift steps at the trailer door. They looked at each
other hesitantly. What were the options? The child welfare agency
could consider terminating parental rights to Crystal, but the
agency's case would not be a strong one. After all, neither Carol
nor Steve had perpetrated any abuse. Termination and adoption
proceedings also take time. Meanwhile, Crystal's delays were already
apparent and Becky suspected that Aaron's development would follow
a similar course. Would either or both children be in great
demand and would someone want to adopt both to keep them together?
If not, Becky knew that the children would probably drift from
one foster home to the next.
But why agonize over such questions? For all Steve's roaring,
he had shown no bite. Becky and Aldo walked to the car reassured
that they were doing the right thing.
They paused as they heard the sound of Steve's raised voiced,
the slamming of a door, and the baby's cry muffled by the tin
siding of the mobile home.
This case story originally appeared in McWilliam, P.J., &
Bailey, D., (Eds.). Working Together with Children & Families,
Case Studies in Early Intervention. (1993). Baltimore: Paul H.
Brookes Publishing Co.
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