Truth is...Looking back, I probably should have been evaluated for mental stability, or lack of it, because I was going through TOO MUCH! I tried to act like the grown up in this very immature situation but, I was still hot and my nails were still itching to claw out some eyes! I had a pep talk with myself, even though I didn’t want to hear what my own voice of reason had to say, but I finally listened and decided to follow the lead of the good angel on my shoulder for the sake of Landon. I contacted “him” and told him I was ready to cooperate and he could come and get Landon on his scheduled weekends. So when the 1st visit came around I cried like a baby from the thought of him being away from me. What made it even worse was the thought of their “house rules”. My baby had severe asthma but there was not a NO SMOKING sign available to hang for the safety of my baby….but I had to let him go. After all the worrying and crying I did, it didn’t even matter because he never showed up. Then the following Friday when he was supposed to get him again - yep you guessed it, a “No show”, with a lame excuse of how he over slept. Well that was starting to be the norm when it was his weekend and coming to him getting him. On one occasion I was at the beauty salon and he was supposed to pick him up. Now my emotions were all over the place and I wanted to check out the safety of the car seat for my baby (being nosey)! I put Landon in the car and what do I scope out …. “Girlfriends things”! I went OFF and took Landon back inside – visit OVER! Yes, I know it was so petty! He was pretty upset and by his standards I was stupid and he was done. Now I’ve heard this before so you know my lips were twisted as in “Yea Right”.....lol! You would think our drama would have ended by the time
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