Two gems right off the bat are from the adoption social worker when I told her about the kids rages. One was to lock the child outside alone and the other was to rip up my carpets and paint my floors.
The reason why these two nuggets were the worst was because this woman tried to convince me that these behaviors were normal (all this was before diagnosis) and she was an adoptive mother of special needs kids herself! See, the particular child who was raging at that time had been locked out even in the dark when she was having a rage at her previous foster home and here the social worker was basically telling me to feed her fear even more by throwing her out. I thought it was outrageous.
The painting of the floor is when I told her that they were using the restroom in the corners of the rooms all over the floor. She told me to rip my carpet up (this in three different rooms) and just paint the floor until it passes. I gave up on her when she told me that. It was just so totally redonkulous. I understand that some of our kids have/had these issues...but I had FOUR going at the same time. The rest of us are just supposed to live in a toilet bowl?
Another little gem came from the play therapist who wanted me to force hugs and affection on my kids. I know this one might be iffy with some parents. But having been molested myself and forced to give hugs and kisses, I was not going to make my children feel like that. She told me " I just can't wrap my head around a mother who won't love her kids, a mother who can't hug her children." WTF? Did she miss what I told her. When she got up to leave the room, I asked the kids if they wanted me to do what the therapist said or if they wanted me to wait until they were ready? It was a resounding WAIT! and they do come to me on their terms. I think the more appropriate thing would have been exactly what I did, which was to be available to them when they wanted and needed affection . Not to force it on them.
I have more, but I am trying to be good. LOL!
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