Ah I love this thread, many congratulations to you for turning it around OP. You sound pretty amazing to me.
I had a child removed at birth when I was 18 for very similar reasons, abusive partner with a history of DV against women and SS felt I was minimising the abuse. He'd had a child put up for adoption some years before I knew him, because that child was exposed to DV between parents, but he told me a very different version of course.
At the point they got involved (after I confided in my midwife that there waa financial abuse) he was yet to physically hit me, but given his track record they believed he was already doing so and that I was covering it up.
They came down hard on me and removed baby under the risk of future emotional harm as they weren't taking any chances. I was traumatised and clung to my abuser, he hadn't hit me yet after all so I saw SS as the enemy. I didn't think he ever would.
Of course he then did.
By the time he did hit me, shortly after baby was born, I was too scared to admit it as I didn't trust them. I felt it would be used against me.
The only silver lining was that he didn't get chance to hurt my son. He was safe with foster carers. Unfortunately I had no family who could look after him and was very much on my own. Foster care with a view to him being adopted was their only option in their view.
Whilst proceedings were still on-going I left the abuser and moved into a women's refuge. I started opening up about the abuse (it had become physical and sexual by that point) but it was too late, the case needed to be wrapped up within 5 months and they weren't satisfied that I could keep myself or baby safe.
A judge approved baby to go for adoption which SS had been parallel planning for all along (and I understand why now, but I didn't then) and I never saw him again. Devastating.
It turned my world upside down but I vowed to change my life in the hope that one day he would come looking and I'd be somebody worth knowing. I put in alot of work on myself, moved hundreds of miles away, did courses, read alot and educated myself on domestic abuse and the psychology of abusive men.
Years later I went on to meet my now OH and we conceived a baby, our DC1. I referred myself to SS and asked for a pre birth assessment. I wanted to prove myself and ensure I did everything right that time.
The social worker I got was an angel from heaven I swear. She believed in me and worked with us both to ensure the assessment went well. Both she and her managers were impressed with my level of introspection and understanding of risks posted in the past. A PLO meeting was scheduled with SS legal team as it's standard practice here when a mother has had a child removed at birth previously / adopted.
Two days before I went in to labour I got the call that everybody was satisfied that DC1 wasn't at risk and didn't meet the threshold for removal or even CPP. SS were happy for us to be supported by the health visitor, like normal families are. They saw no need to remain involved whatsoever and told me they'd be closing my case.
SW came to visit after DC1 was born to return a bundle of court documents to me that I gave her during the assessment. She bought DC1 a teddy bear and told me how our case had really moved her / she was proud of how far I'd come.
I cried when she left as I didn't want to see the back of her ha ha.
Fast forward to now we have two beautiful children and are expecting our third in 4 weeks time.
Like yours OP, the social worker who helped me so much went on to be promoted. She's a manager now and I've never met a SW more deserving of the role than her.
Not a day goes by that I don't think about my birth son and every year when I send a letterbox update I ache to see him. Sadly adoption is for life and there's just nothing I can do until he chooses to come looking. I often get consumed with feelings of injustice, IE "he should be here with me, I have proven myself, I can safeguard him now" but at other times I'm at peace because he's settled and his adoptive parents have given him such a wonderful life.
Still, I often wonder how things could have panned out differently if I had support all of those years ago, family who could have stepped in whilst I made the right changes.
It's so heartening to read from somebody who managed to get their children back, it's incredibly rare and you should be very proud ❤❤