mamashakesit
Mom to Harleigh
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What a terrifically awful day. I look back on March, when I had accepted that the father of my child would just not be there. Then he came back and I LET him. BIG MISTAKE.
It's been hell since and just when I think it can't get worse it does yet again! He left me at nearly 8 months pregnant a couple weeks ago. I texted him this morning and told him he needed to get the rest of his STUFF out TODAY or I would sell it on Craigslist. I also told him in a not-so-nice way that his girlfriend (who threatened to "beat my ass" while I was working in a bar a couple of weeks ago) was not allowed on my property and told him I wanted the key back.
I was shopping for baby stuff at Target and had only been there for about 20 minutes when the two of them walked up to me and he read my text back to me while she said "you look nervous, you fat bitch. (I'm normally about 125 pounds) You're lucky. You're f**king lucky bitch. You don't even know who the f**king father is."
Obviously upset, I went home, to find that he HAD indeed come to get his stuff. They had also tore the curtains down from the windows, took my clothes off hangers, left me a note telling me to f**k off...AND taken the baby stroller...the only thing he's bothered buying his child.
I called Target to see if a stroller of that model had been returned and it so happens they were returning it at that moment!! Luckily, I'd taken the receipt out of his vehicle a couple weeks before and described him, asked if he had a receipt and told them the stroller had just been stolen from my house. I don't know if they got the money back...but I made it a pain in the ass for them at least. The key was also not returned. I noticed later that they had taken a screen off the window and crawled through (crap I left one unlocked.)
I called the police as well, reported them both for the ransacking and gave my family even more reason to hate him (I really hadn't wanted to do that originally). My dad wants to pay to have all the locks changed as they are so far away and can not come and stay with me and run a background check on him. I'm mentally wiped out!!! There is so much to do around the house and for the baby and here I am...on the phone with the cops in the middle of a panic attack.
Makes me wonder how I could possibly have been so, so, so very wrong about someone.
God...what a freaking mess. This poor child...I hope I haven't destroyed it for life with all this stress.
It's been hell since and just when I think it can't get worse it does yet again! He left me at nearly 8 months pregnant a couple weeks ago. I texted him this morning and told him he needed to get the rest of his STUFF out TODAY or I would sell it on Craigslist. I also told him in a not-so-nice way that his girlfriend (who threatened to "beat my ass" while I was working in a bar a couple of weeks ago) was not allowed on my property and told him I wanted the key back.
I was shopping for baby stuff at Target and had only been there for about 20 minutes when the two of them walked up to me and he read my text back to me while she said "you look nervous, you fat bitch. (I'm normally about 125 pounds) You're lucky. You're f**king lucky bitch. You don't even know who the f**king father is."
Obviously upset, I went home, to find that he HAD indeed come to get his stuff. They had also tore the curtains down from the windows, took my clothes off hangers, left me a note telling me to f**k off...AND taken the baby stroller...the only thing he's bothered buying his child.
I called Target to see if a stroller of that model had been returned and it so happens they were returning it at that moment!! Luckily, I'd taken the receipt out of his vehicle a couple weeks before and described him, asked if he had a receipt and told them the stroller had just been stolen from my house. I don't know if they got the money back...but I made it a pain in the ass for them at least. The key was also not returned. I noticed later that they had taken a screen off the window and crawled through (crap I left one unlocked.)
I called the police as well, reported them both for the ransacking and gave my family even more reason to hate him (I really hadn't wanted to do that originally). My dad wants to pay to have all the locks changed as they are so far away and can not come and stay with me and run a background check on him. I'm mentally wiped out!!! There is so much to do around the house and for the baby and here I am...on the phone with the cops in the middle of a panic attack.
Makes me wonder how I could possibly have been so, so, so very wrong about someone.
God...what a freaking mess. This poor child...I hope I haven't destroyed it for life with all this stress.
(and I say that with good humor) I'm mortified I'm going through this crap while I'm pregnant...I've thanked him many times for bringing his trailer trash bar bimbo into my life.
