Birth mum who has been through a non consensual adoption here so talking from the voice of bitter experience.
I had my first born removed at birth. Unbeknownst to me when I met the father, he already had a child - a daughter - who had been put into care because of his abuse of the mother.
There was verbal abuse and control in my relationship at the point where I became pregnant but no violence - yet.
I confided in my midwife at my first appointment that he was becoming controlling and could be verbally abusive. The midwife subsequently referred me to social services which I thought was a positive thing.
SS became involved and I was very open with them, I then found out only a small part of the dad's history (that there was a child removed from his previous relationship - nothing else.) They 'couldn't' give me specific details but didn't seem concerned about the relationship or instruct me to leave him. They began an assessment which was nothing more than infrequent visits for a chat. I wasn't worried.
Due to his verbal abuse and control I wanted out so I asked my then social worker for support in relocating to another part of the country where my family lived and I was told in no uncertain terms not to leave town because it would "disrupt the assessment"
Despite having no support I jumped through hoops and did everything asked of me (coincidentally, I was never told to leave the abusive partner) despite wanting and needing to. They said I was young and would benefit from parenting classes but I had to find some myself, fair enough - I did and did so in abundance.
I naively trusted her against my better judgement and stayed in the area thus remaining at risk.
At 36 weeks pregnant a PLO meeting was held but my "solicitor" told me to wait in the waiting area of the town hall and she would call me as the meeting was starting - she didn't. They held the meeting without me and she made zero attempt to argue against the local authorities plan to remove baby at birth, with me blissfully unaware downstairs.
Bare in mind that up until this point there had been no mention of him being removed, it was kept from me until they made their decision at 36 weeks pregnant and I was therefore stuck. There had never been a mention of him being taken until then. There were no prior ultimatums, no guidance other than recommending parenting classes, no support whatsoever during visits and no conditions given to me under which I would be allowed to keep baby. If there were ever an inkling that my son would be removed I would have been out of that town in a shot. Nothing.
I was later accused of downplaying the abuse when in actuality I was transparent, there was no physical abuse when they became involved only much later on which I was truthful about. They said he had been hitting me since the relationship began and that I was minimising. That was a lie.
The local authorities solicitor also wrote in her paperwork that I had deeply entrenched mental health problems which I successfully rebutted as I had absolutely no mental health diagnosis on file or any indication of such. This was another outright lie.
Infact there were so many lies and mistruths it was overwhelming.
I went into labour at 38 weeks and within 60 minutes of delivering my son I had a new social worker I had never seen, enter the room and demand I sign a section 20 to have baby put into foster care. I refused and she said they were taking me to court on the Monday (this was Saturday) and so I wasn't permitted to leave the hospital.
My solicitor arrives at the hospital monday morning and of course I'm hysterical, she tells me not to attend court and she will attend on my behalf as I'm "too emotional" but to trust her as she will look after our best interests.
I instructed her to request a mother and baby placement for me and my son to go to, she agreed (but didn't follow through)
Because my solicitor didn't oppose the order being granted, the court approved the local authorities request to remove. He was taken from me at 11.45am on the Monday morning.
I had managed to get babies father out of my house at that point with the help from his mother (who also turned out to be awful) and was fighting against their decision. I sacked the solicitor and self represented over the next 6 month's. I put my case to the court who agreed that there had been no support whatsoever, it was handled terribly and they agreed for me and baby to be placed in a mother and baby unit. SS were given one week to find an appropriate unit.
Over a week passed and no unit placement was found (because they didn't attempt to find one) and as I was waiting to be reunited with my baby.
Back to court.
The magistrates scolded SS for not following their instructions and demanded a placement be found.
They continued to drag their feet.
I was left in a vulnerable situation and as I look back I feel their feet dragging was deliberate as they knew, due to how he was, that he would raise hell after knowing i would be being moved away with baby.
I was being hassled no end by my ex throughout all of this and SS told me I was to report every incident to the police which I did. When he assaulted me, I had him arrested.
SS then used the police log against me and applied to "stay" the order meaning block the possibility of me getting the mother and baby unit. As a result of their application my case was transferred to another court in the next city and away from the magistrates who were in my corner.
I moved into a refuge (again, never a suggestion from SS that I should be doing that) to evidence I was doing my best to get away from him.
By this point my son was Over 7 months old, family law proceedings where SS are seeking adoption have a time frame of 5 months. We were now way past that.
The new judge concluded adoption was for the best, the case had gone on too long and it was in my son's best interest to be settled irrespective of all of my mitigation and evidenced foul play by SS, though said he took no pleasure in concluding that way and perhaps "in a few years" I could have children.
I saw my son for 90 minutes in a "goodbye ceremony" and have never been able to see him since. Not even a photo. They told me photos aren't allowed incase I used it to try and see him.
Adoptive parents were found, I pleaded to be able to meet them so I could have a semblance of closure. SS said no. I asked to speak to them over the telephone, again - no. I couldn't know anything about them.
I receive one letter per year and no pictures. My letter is almost always months late.
Years later went on to have two more children, in another city with another man. I referred myself to our local SS as I felt I had to prove myself and was worried about going through the same thing again. I had absolutely no trust in social services and thought they were all the same.
Luckily my allocated SW was amazing, I gave her all of my paperwork which she went through with a fine tooth comb, she was genuinely appalled at what she was reading and raised her concerns with the management team who were also aghast.
There were so many lies about myself personally that she was able to debunk very easily by looking into my records.
They were hyper critical of me from the word go, for example: writing that I looked "scared to get wet" and "nervous" when bathing my son at a contact centre whilst being watched like a hawk as part of an assessment. What new mum isn't nervous bathing their baby for the first time, especially if somebody is there watching and taking notes.
My SW said in all her years of social work (many) she had never seen anything like it and was truly saddened.
My case with her was closed and there was no further involvement needed as all of the rubbish the last lot had spouted about me was debunked. On her last visit after DS2 was born she said I would have made a lovely mum back then if only I were given some support and urged me to make complaints to anybody who will listen.
I don't feel strong enough yet, but I will do.
I've rambled on for what seems like an eternity and I'll be here for hours if I list every lie they told, every half truth, every time they twisted things and used things against me that were untrue. I hope everything is in order as I've had to go back and edit paragraphs. Apologies if I'm rambling.
So that's my story, I don't believe SS are child abductors who do it for the money and whatever other conspiracy theories there are, but I do know and can say for absolute certain that there are some bad apples among them and more often than not judges will go along with the SS suggestion without question. They are after all, entrusted to act within the best interests of the child.
My son didn't need to be removed at birth. I needed support in leaving an abusive man, which I asked for and was let down. I was told to stay in a dangerous situation (the locality where my abuser was) because moving away would disrupt their assessment.
I should have left. I put my trust in the wrong people.
Some SW's are phenomenal people, same for judges, but not all.
There needs to be an enquiry into (not all) non consensual adoptions because it is an absolute fact that children, usually babies, are put forward for adoption without any support being offered to the parents.