*Quick aside: I’m beginning a new series of posts… Hoping to post regularly, now… Here we go.*
My new Monday Series will be all about Malicious Mammas, and their awful behaviors. For a while, Mondays may not be the best day for soft-heart Mammas to check in.
I’d like to open with an almost-mom who shot and killed an actual mom. Okay, let me explain:
This reads like a show on the Lifetime television network. What is a woman to do, if she hopes to hold on to her man? Why, produce a baby, of course. (If there were ever a time for a sarcasm font, it’s now…) Otherwise, her marriage may not go through. After a miscarriage, and after telling her sister of her plans to adopt, a 30 year old RN, Verna McClain of Houston, decided to take matters into her own hands.
She shot and killed Kala Marie Golden (28), and kidnapped her 3 day old son, Keegan Schuchardt, outside of a pediatrician’s office. Ah, so that’s where one finds a baby in a hurry!
Kayla was shot running after Verna’s car.
Last I checked, with hopes of avoiding the death penalty, Verna had entered a plea of not guilty. Verna’s mother doesn’t believe she will get a fair trial.
My take: Really? Really!? Your child (who is an adult, and responsible for her own actions) is broken, therefore she has the right to shoot someone else’s child and take their grandchild without facing the music? No! I say, if she was that broken, someone should have stepped in years ago and gotten her some help. She needs to be hit with the book of the law, with as much force as the judicial arm can muster.
I believe Leeanna Brown loved money as much as Kala loved her child. Brown, of Elizabethtown, KY, tried to sell her baby. TWICE!
In July of last year, she had been charged with possession of illegal substances, and non-payment of fines. I’m sure she was sitting at home, trying to figure out what she could sell in order to get $5,000.
–Couch? No. Big screen? Then how will I see myself on that episode of cops? No. Baby swing? Then I’d have to clean the spit up stains… I know! I’ll sell my baby! Hotdamn, I’m a good business woman.–
As of December, she was being held in the Hardin Co. Jail, on $2,500 bond.
My take: She’s gonna need more kids to sell, to get outta this mess! (again, I really need that sarcasm font.)
Laticia Silva, a 31 year old mother who had lost custody of her two daughters (7 and 9) to their paternal grandparents, must think the wheels of justice move too slowly. She mailed a switchblade to the girls, and called at Christmas of 2012, at which time she told them to kill their grandparents.
The grandparents found a kitchen knife under one of the girls’ pillows, and called the cops. Laticia is facing 40 years for four counts of first degree solicitation to commit murder.
My take: No wonder the authorities took her kids from her! She’s cray-cray, in a bad way.
I’ve got one more for ya’, but it’s a little different.
Imagine you’re a single teen mom , you just lost your husband to lung Cancer (Dec. 2011). It’s just you and your infant son against the world, and someone shows up the night of the funeral. Now, it’s so dark out you can’t see the guy’s face, and you have company over. The guy leaves. He comes back a week or so later, with a buddy. He’s got a foot long hunting knife, and wants to come inside.
The logical thing to do would be to call 9-1-1, which is exactly what Sarah McKinley (18) did. Of course, she grabbed the shot gun and the hand gun first. She asked the dispatcher if it was okay to shoot the would be home invaders, if they came inside. The dispatcher said “I can’t tell you it’s okay… Do what you have to…”
The first guy: Justin Martin. Addicted to pain killers, and wants Mr. McKinley’s pills. His buddy: Dustin Stewart. I believe he was like, “What do you wanna do, tonight? I’m up for anything.” Anyway, Justin kicks in the door, and Sarah shot him dead.
My take: You mess with my kids, and I see red… like a bull. When you mess with the bull, you get the horns. Any questions?
For those of you just tuning in, this is the beginning of my new format. Please, come back daily for my posts.
Tomorrow is To-Do Tuesday. Here’s a hint about part of the topic:
Or, maybe this is more your speed (I know it is mine).
And with that, I am out until tomorrow.