Keep Daphne & Delilah at The Home They Love.

I can’t believe it’s come to this..but here we are. This is the real raw truth and I’m telling it today. I was blessed with a great deal of 2 in 1, twin daughters.. my Daphne & Delilah. They’re my everything and more. They’ve given me purpose and reason. Find out you’re pregnant with two your first time gets your head spinning. You immediately get to work, time to grow up. & that’s what we did, I carried them full term while my last day at work was a week and a half before they were born. My partner & I have done well. We work, we paid bills, we come home and love one another. We’re sober, we’ve never had the extra funds of having vacations or nights out. We take care of bills first always and we always say “we’ll have the extra one day but today isn’t the day”. It’s been like this for a very long time. I got told by my sister “you do everything right, you work, take care of the kids with no vices.” I couldn’t help but to break down and tell her I’m tired! It came absolutely out of nowhere and that’s the day I realized that we needed help. We felt like we were doing everything the right way, paying the price of today’s expenses and loving one another…however we did not do something right and we didn’t save any money for the “just incase”. That “just incase” unfortunately happened a month & a half ago. Tragedy struck in our household. It was the worst and recovering mentally alone is very difficult. I lost alot in me that day but we also lost a huge amount of income and now we are struggling really bad financially on top of the mental and emotional trauma we’re currently facing. It’s been a wreck and we’ve remained just strong enough to live. It could’ve been so easy to let go but I’m mommy, he’s daddy. I’ve known trauma my entire life. I’m no stranger to hardships and actually it’s normal in my book but this time is very real and very scary. I told people I’m tired of being strong, I just want to be weak..BUT THATS NOT AN OPTION for my daughters’ sake!!!!! We’ve been holding on to what little thread there is. We’ve tried to catch up, I’ve tried to pick up extra waitressing shifts to cover but work has been slow; we’ve looked for employment to better our lives, Dylan seeking a second job but we lack sitters and can’t afford daycare. Time is running out and we’re now facing the end. So what do I do? Putting the pride to the side and I’m finally opening my mouth. It’s all come so fast and it’s impossible to keep up. I’m terrified, I’m embarrassed, it feels degrading doing this but I’ve witnessed miracles. I don’t care if we get talked about, I don’t care if my worst enemies see this. We were doing good but now we’re not. Some will laugh, but I will not ever front a life I do not have. I can be down and still have enough strength to reach out even if it’s this embarrassing telling you. We need help, my daughters love what they have and I’m scared it’ll get taken away. My rent is $800 a month and we are behind on July & August. My car/home insurance is $260 monthly but we are now on the verge of cancellation and that is due x2 in August. Our landlord is a sweet old man and has been very good to us but he has his own bills, he has his own life he has to take care of. He doesn’t deserve this as the business man he is….sad story or not and he’s done more than enough! My daughters are fed, lights, water and our older drive-able van are running and I’m grateful for it! The lights water and food will always have to come first but what about the house to keep all that in? We’re barely hanging on to everything else and I’m scared. Dylan and I would be fine living in a van but I would do anything even face the embarrassment for my daughters. Our children don’t deserve that. If this reaches your feed, please pray for us. Pray for us hard. Daphne will soon be having surgery and one of us will have to take a week off. If you see this,, Pray for that alone, please! Living now already hurts after what happened and this story is my honest truth.