Oh what a Happy Birthday

I turned 41 today.  Ying turned 3.  I’m waiting for Ying to catch up to me in age.

My day started great!  Reading comments on my blog and birthday wishes on Facebook.  Dale and I left to pick up Tesla at 11:30 AM.  We arrived to get Tesla a little bit after noon.  I was disappointed that John hadn’t bothered to dress Tesla up a little bit.  When I asked her if she had pajama pants on, Heather yelled up to the car, “They’re pants!  Not pajamas!”

Pajamas or pants?

So Tesla climbed in the front seat and I fastened her seat belt over her booster seat.  Heather came up and began to inform me that I can’t let Tesla sit in the front because it is against the law.  I honestly don’t know if it IS against the law or not.  She’s about 60 lbs and the seatbelt fits her in all the right places.  Even if I am ignorant of the law, why the hell is Heather up in my grill about it?  Didn’t she learn in Child First classes that it’s not appropriate to bitch a child’s mom out in front of them?
She also informed me that Tesla’s letters were in the birthday gift bag.  I checked it out later and it’s obvious to me that HEATHER likes to add her own comments on my daughter’s school papers.
I'm certain Tesla's teacher is NOT writing me these type of notes.

Just for the record, I never received a first copy and I know I didn’t LOSS it.

My birthday gift from Tesla was a framed picture.  She is growing up sooooo fast!!

Pretty as a Rose

Yo Gabba Gabba was awesome!  Drew and Tesla loved it.  Heck, I loved it.  Dale, well he was with us and a bit confused…

I forgot my phone when we left for the show.  John called 8 times.  I’m glad I forgot my phone.

Nobody was home,

~P.

Heather, are you cozy?

Dear Heather,

How are things going honey?  I get the impression, “it’s not been all that great.”

I feel for ya.  Been there, done that.  Plus all your children, each affected by you moving in with John.  My sons eventually, were just disgusted with me for trying to get things right, but not living up to John’s standards.

You feeling secure in your relationship with my husband? ‘Cause if you are, you really need to rethink that one.  Your moving into my house, with children so quickly, just shows me how little you know John.

Just what I’m thinking these days.  Words get around.

Don’t get to cozy…I know John.

Good Luck!

~P.

DearJohn XX

Dear John,

I couldn’t help but notice you didn’t make it to gymnastics tonight.  When I didn’t see your truck I guessed Heather had all the kids and you were off somewhere very important.

Tess did great tonight.  Very enthusiastic about gymnastics, but not so enthusiastic about you not taking her.  Actually her exact words were “Daddy made me go with Heather.  I told him I didn’t want to but he said I couldn’t go to his ballgame.”

Way to push Tesla on Heather, or should I say Heather onto Tesla.  Let me spell this out for you, Tesla should come first and yourself second.  Tesla should always come first, over appointments when she is with you, over playing softball, etc.  You don’t want her pulling further away from you, then show her you have TIME for her.

Otherwise, I predict her requesting living with me at some point.  That is, if I don’t get custody this month.  October 26th @ 1:30 Court Room B.

See you there.  I’m sure Heather will be along for the show.

~P.

 

Dear John XIIII

All hail the king!

Dear John,

I met with my lawyer today.  We had a 45 minute talk about the upcoming hearing.  Most of it consisted of me going over our past.  That just sucks, recalling all those memories.

My lawyer feels confident that I have nothing to be concerned about.  Not that we will arrive in court unprepared.  I don’t find that the courts necessarily get every hearing with due justice but I follow whatever the ruling is.

We both want Tesla to go to school from our addresses.  In the long run, custody percentages may not even be changed.  We will still share Tesla 50/50 but her school may change.

I’m ready for this to just be over.  I’ve settled into a new house and know I will be here for the full 13 month lease.  The real question is: Will YOU be living in our house for the next 13 months?

Regardless of what has you upset about my blogging, the fact is you haven’t divorced me yet.  You have legal matters that need to be addressed before either of us know if the other has a stable household.  This is a reality that you just keep over-looking.

Join me in the “real world” long enough to handle the divorce proceedings so our child really does have stability in both parents.  I feel damn stable, do you?   I’m ready to get this all over with and I don’t feel I should have to pay the courts an additional $300 to force you in front of the Divorce Master to settle this.

But if I must, I will.

~P.

 

Dear John XIII

Drama

Dear John,

No, I didn’t forget that Tesla had an appointment with a counselor today.  I was under the impression a parent was to be there to fill out the paperwork, not sit in during her session.  I find it appalling that you would take Heather along and think it would be acceptable for her to sit in during the session.  I’m her mother and had no expectations or desire to invade Tesla’s private time with her counselor.  I’m GLAD the counselor made Heather leave as she had no business attending to start with.

I have an appointment next week to speak with Tesla’s counselor.  The counseling appointments are not to have a professional decide who Tesla should live with, they are to give Tesla the opportunity to talk, in private, to a third-party.  She should feel safe and free to talk about her feelings without having the concern of upsetting her parents.

The LAST person who should have shown up for this appointment is your current girlfriend.  I will share my thoughts and opinions with this counselor, as you did.  I can’t imagine that us sitting together would have accomplished anything anyway.  To date, we have yet to sit down together, alone or with a mediator, and reach any type of agreement.  Why is that?  Because, if it’s not what you want, you will not even try to reach a compromise.

Give our child some breathing room.  She has a brain, her own thoughts and opinions.  While you may not want her to voice them, she will eventually.  You may not like what she has to say, but it’s not about you.  It’s about her and her future.

Promoting freedom of thought,

~P.

P.S. As Tesla told me tonight, you are still playing softball.  What happened to Tesla being in bed at 8 PM?  That schedule you insisted we should follow….guess it doesn’t apply when you’re out having your extra curricular activities.  At 9:28 PM she still wasn’t home, much then yet in bed.  Roll your activities and the ones you have taken the liberty to enroll Tesla in, when does she have time to be a kid?  Dad plays softball, runs a business, gives estimates, (still bowling?  Playing poker?)  Tesla takes gymnastics and dance lessons.  You wanted her to take swim lessons and mentioned her taking riding lessons next month and tonight Tesla said she will be old enough to start T-ball next year.  Talk about over-filling a childs schedule!

Dear Heather VI

Watch for their noses to grow!

Dear Heather,

     This morning I couldn’t help but notice for the second time, you were “home” when I drove across the county to my house and dropped Tesla off for the school bus.  When I asked John what you were doing home if you needed to leave for school at 6:30 AM, he simply replied “That’s only when she has clinicals” as if I should magically know that.

    So let me get this straight, John can’t meet me half way to exchange Tesla because he has to get your children on the bus, BUT only when you have clinicals.  It’s funny, not in the haha way, that neither of you volunteered how often you actually leave at 6:30 AM.  You and John both led me to believe you left for school every day at that time and now I find out you’re both lying once again.  Why doesn’t that surprise me?

   If you are so concerned about what’s best for Tesla, why would the two of you lie right to my face about John’s availability to meet me halfway and exchange Tesla?  The more I learn about you, the more I realize you and John are perfect for each other.  I could never pull off the expert lying the two of you have perfected as a couple.  There should be a contest for liar couples!   Maybe you don’t think of it as lying, but stretching the truth or just telling a half truth.  Either way, in my book it’s lying and when this all goes to court and the lying starts on the stand, a judge will see right through the both of you.

You can lie now, but the truth will come out eventually.

~P.

 

 

Dear John XII

 

Drama

Dear John,

    We just spoke on the phone.  I’m impressed it didn’t turn into the usual screaming match.  Also impressive was you didn’t argue with me about Tesla talking to a counselor.  I’m concerned about how she is handling life in your home and it will be good for her to talk to a professional. 

   You and Heather are packing so much extra-curricular activities into her schedule it’s making my head swim.  When I tried to explain that perhaps there was just too much going on, you said “then we will just exclude Tesla from swimming lessons.”  I don’t want to have to exclude my child from anything, but can we keep in mind she just started school, she is still getting to know Heather and her children and there is SO much commuting put on me that I feel I don’t get my share of time with Tesla. 

    I hope this counseling appointment allows her the ability to tell a third-party what’s on her mind.  The girlfriends you have brought into her life come and go and it’s easy to confuse them.  Just like I told you, now and then I refer to Heather as “Kelly” by mistake and your response was “how can you do that?  She was like 4 girlfriends ago.”  That’s my point John….

   So I’ve agreed to the swimming lessons on Mondays for the next 10 weeks and there’s the gymnastics on Wednesdays for as long as Heather can afford to send four girls.  You said she’s paying for the children’s swimming lessons and next month you want to start horse-back riding lessons.  I feel that is to many extra-curricular activities.  According to Eastern School District, Tesla needs Title I help in school.  Perhaps an activity that will  compliment her lessons in school would be better suited. 

     Finally, I am not signing off on our house.  Not today, not tomorrow, not ever.  If you can’t afford to keep the house and settle up this divorce, that’s not my problem.  It’s also not my problem you didn’t finish high school and don’t feel you can get a job.  If the moving industry no longer allows you to afford such luxuries as a huge house, gas guzzling trucks and the desire to buy the best of everything, then it’s time to face the facts and sell the house.  I can’t afford it, you can’t afford and no bank is going to refinance it.  Why delay the inevitable?

Still the wife…sigh.

~P.

 

You can make a baby

Tesla and I were in the kitchen and she noticed Heather’s volunteer name tag sticking on the freezer door.  I had pasted it there when it stuck to my fingers going through Tesla’s co-parent folder.   THAT is how I knew about Heather volunteering in Tesla’s room.  I didn’t expect Tesla to recognize what the name tag was, an error on my part.

Heather King  (new last name?)  Sept 1. 2010  9:10 AM  Destination:  Ms. Dettinger

Tesla said “You came to my class mom.” and I responded, “Yes, but not that day and that isn’t my tag.”  She said “Yes it is.”  I said, “No that was Heather’s tag when she came to help in your class.”  She immediately denied Heather being there and said, “no, it was you mom.”  I didn’t argue with her but said, “I’ll just throw it away ok?” and she nodded her head.

Suddenly told me I needed to go up to her room with her.  I asked why and she “we need to talk.”  My thought, this will be interesting…

So we went up and sat on her bed and she said, “I want you to have a baby.”

WHOA!  Where is that coming from?  My best guess is she was loving all the babies at the block party we attended yesterday here at the townhouses.  She was fascinated by me feeding the neighbor’s granddaughter a bottle.

I asked her if she liked the babies at the party and she said “yes” followed by “you have one!”

I told her, “I can’t have a baby.”  She retorted with “yes you can” tilting her head and raising her palms.

I said “It takes two people to make a baby, I can’t do it myself.”   She responded, “Yes you can, you made me.”

I supposed I could make a baby myself.  She doesn’t know this, but it took insemination at a fertility clinic to “make” her.

I replied, “Yes, but 50% of you came from Daddy.  Half of you was made by Daddy.”

She thought that over for a little bit and I half expected her to say “Dale can be the daddy” but she didn’t.  Instead she asked again, why I can’t have a baby and I replied with the truth.

“I’m too old.”  She seemed to accept that and I was off the hook.  We read a couple of books with her knowing many of the words.  I find it hard to believe she needs “Title 1” support.  What I really think is she needs more one on one with her mother, who loves to read and write.  She could quickly become gifted at reading if I had more time during the week to work with her.

So my daughter is trying to put ideas of babies in my head.  Who is supposedly influencing who here??  Honestly, I would love to have another baby, but I am old and financially, I can not support another child.  Though welfare would cover my medical costs and lots of other needs, I will not be taking advantage.  Also, I don’t want to get pregnant while I’m married to someone else.  At this point I have the most reliable form of birth control, an IUD.  That will keep me from getting pregnant until 2015!

No pregos,

~P.

 

Kick Me

I came across this birthday card while I was trying to organize today.  Yes, settling in sucks, even hanging curtains is a real pain in the ass.  I get to things as I can, just like everyone else.

This card I ran across was actually gifted to John.  I laughed so hard I had to share it with you!

I couldn't have picked a better card myself

 Who it came from made it even funnier!

At times, I appreciate my dad's sarcasm

 
Good one Dad,
~P.

She’s “like” a stepmom, but still the girlfriend

Self-portrait

My daughter and I are setting up her “yard sale special” toys of the day, also included is the $5 stuffed dalmatian puppy she bought with her $2 and Mom’s donation of $3.29.  Now Tesla is practicing and showing amazing improvements, in her photography skills.  Ying also makes an excellent subject for this photo opportunity.

Dog obedience class

We love doing things together, one on one.  She feels so good when we are giggling at silly songs, making play-doh animals and baking brownies.  Tesla loves being the center of attention and her time with me always puts her, spot on.  She is the only child at my house and she knows this. 

Ying and my $5 "new to me" VCR

The current issue is where Tesla falls in at her dads.  Heather, John’s girlfriend, wants Tesla to view her as a “step-mom” figure as they all live under the same roof.  That roof also happens to have my name on the deed.  Tesla is going to school from that address, against my wishes.  Why do I have an issue with Tesla going to school at Eastern?  Because I don’t live there anymore and one way or another I want my name severed from John’s.  Severed, as not slowly rotting away, fraying and twisting until it snaps.  The cart is put before the horse in assuming John’s permanant residence will remain at our house.

Note the chocolate pudding lips

So there is Heather, living at my house and attending every function of Tesla’s life as a “step-mom” figure, yet she is the girlfriend.  She has been acting as the “step-mom” since February of this year and moved in full-time on March 11, 2011.  Keep in mind the previous, previous girlfriend who had lived in my house also, had just moved out on October 7, 2010.  At least one woman in-between that I met was named Shirley.  I didn’t see much of her but John seemed to have her car on a regular basis.  Better on gas, I’m sure.

Anyway, back to Heather. She is volunteering in Tesla’s Kindergarten class at school.  I haven’t even had a chance to volunteer, yet she has jumped right in there.  She may very well only have good intentions but come on, give Momma a break here.  Heather has 4 children of her own.  She can volunteer in their classes.

Tesla asked me today if I was her mom!  I told her “yes, sweetie, I’ll always be your mom” and didn’t question her why she might think I wouldn’t be.

Mom

I carried her for nine months, lost consciousness during birth, came back from the fuzzy clouds and still pushed her out.

No doubts here,

~P.

P.S. Tesla has no idea that I know Heather helped in her classroom and I have no intentions of mentioning it to her.