So, we're supposed to meet up at the park, but dude texts me and tells me that he has to take his other son to Karate so we'll reschedule...I say ok. Thursdays are my favorite days anyway, and who wants to see your "not-so-favorite" people on your favorite day of the week. I was relieved...Waited for his call on Friday, but nothing...
Drama begins....
*Scene 1 - It's Friday evening and I'm at my parents' home. My dad asks me to guess who called him...doesn't take a rocket scienist...damn baby daddy...
Sidenote: Now that's just one thing I can't take...a damn snitch!!! You don't like me, you don't like what I say or what I do...and if you know me, I'm that type of chick that doesn't fall or conform to your BS, so you call my parents and try to snitch? Come on dude!!!
*Scene 2- Bi-polar T emerges...reaches for the iPhone...scrolls down to "Dumbass" and calls...
*Scene 3 - Telephone Conversation* In the most annoying voice you can ever hear, "Yes Babymama" I really didn't expect for dude to pick up, but he did.
I start yelling and wailing all in the phone, "Nigga, Why you callin' my parents?" (That's my term of endearment for him).
"I was just trying to talk to my son's parents", he says. Ok, now the confused look is all across my face..."What are you talking about? We're his parents stupid!"
He proceeds to tell me that from DAY 1, we have not been his parents, that my parents were his parents. Granted, I was 16 when we had him and he was 19. My wonderful parents did step in and assume a bigger role than just grandparents. They allowed us to TRY and be parents, because at teenagers that's all we could have done, but I don't feel they stepped in and and tried to do anything that normal, good, and loving parents wouldn't do. But Stupid doesn't see it that way....
He says that he just wanted to see his son, and he was just trying to go about seeing him....is he serious? Weren't we just on the phone the previous day trying to make arrangements? So I'm starting to get angry, because the same BS he's been spitting for the past 11 years is the same BS he's trying to start up again. He's trying to make me seem so unreasonable and unapproachable about making arrangements to see our boy. Is he serious? (In the best white girl voice, which isn't hard for me) Like, I'm so not understanding his logic!!!
First of all, he's calling MY parents...maybe he doesn't understand what that preposition MY means...did he really think that MY parents were really going to entertain his imbecilic (Why doesn't this blog have damn spell check) stories? Does he really think that my parents, who have been there since day 1 to pick up the pieces where he slacked off, were going to side with him on any matter? Get real dude!!!
He says that I did EVERYTHING in my power to keep him out of our son's life! So, I guess that I didn't have the same house number that I had since high school...I guess that the house that he got me pregnant in is occupied by other tenants, I guess the townhome development that he passes EVERY SINGLE DAY TO AND FROM WORK isn't where I currently live. Who does he think he's kidding?? Answering honestly, I said "Yes". He was doing things and living a certain way around our son, in front of our son, and putting our son's life in retarded situations, and at 18 I feel like I made the best decision for my baby. So I said, that yes, I did keep him away, but tried sooooooooo often to see if he grew up...He never did....to this day, he never did. But only as 1/2 of the parent tree, I was only allowed to do as much as the other 1/2 allowed me...isn't that correct? I think so too!!!
So I flipped it...I asked him, "Did you do everything in YOUR power to continue to be a father?" He wouldn't answer...Not once did he go down to the child support place to fill out paperwork. Not once did he try to take me to court to get legalized visitation rights...Not once did he do anything!!! I continued to ask him the questions...He refused to answer...I rest my case nigga!
Can't think of a comeback to that...so he comes up with this..."White girl, you just mad because I left you for the next hoe!" (Now he's calling his wife a hoe...what a wonderful husband)....I'm like, "Dude are you serious? Like are you really serious right now? You've lied so much that you're starting to believe the retarded story that you've been telling for the last decade?"
(BTW: It's been almost eleven years to that special day and I plan to have a special commemorative blog...so be on the look-out for that)
Back to the Scene...can't even remember which scene number this is...but in conclusion...
Once again, I realize that talking to dude isn't going to solve anything, help anything, or make things any easier. At this point I think he realizes it also. He tells me that he is going to go to court for visitation. Once again, I tell him to right the Court Date in the memo part of his first child support check...and hang up.
And so far, it's been quiet...Stay tuned!
Drama begins....
*Scene 1 - It's Friday evening and I'm at my parents' home. My dad asks me to guess who called him...doesn't take a rocket scienist...damn baby daddy...
Sidenote: Now that's just one thing I can't take...a damn snitch!!! You don't like me, you don't like what I say or what I do...and if you know me, I'm that type of chick that doesn't fall or conform to your BS, so you call my parents and try to snitch? Come on dude!!!
*Scene 2- Bi-polar T emerges...reaches for the iPhone...scrolls down to "Dumbass" and calls...
*Scene 3 - Telephone Conversation* In the most annoying voice you can ever hear, "Yes Babymama" I really didn't expect for dude to pick up, but he did.
I start yelling and wailing all in the phone, "Nigga, Why you callin' my parents?" (That's my term of endearment for him).
"I was just trying to talk to my son's parents", he says. Ok, now the confused look is all across my face..."What are you talking about? We're his parents stupid!"
He proceeds to tell me that from DAY 1, we have not been his parents, that my parents were his parents. Granted, I was 16 when we had him and he was 19. My wonderful parents did step in and assume a bigger role than just grandparents. They allowed us to TRY and be parents, because at teenagers that's all we could have done, but I don't feel they stepped in and and tried to do anything that normal, good, and loving parents wouldn't do. But Stupid doesn't see it that way....
He says that he just wanted to see his son, and he was just trying to go about seeing him....is he serious? Weren't we just on the phone the previous day trying to make arrangements? So I'm starting to get angry, because the same BS he's been spitting for the past 11 years is the same BS he's trying to start up again. He's trying to make me seem so unreasonable and unapproachable about making arrangements to see our boy. Is he serious? (In the best white girl voice, which isn't hard for me) Like, I'm so not understanding his logic!!!
First of all, he's calling MY parents...maybe he doesn't understand what that preposition MY means...did he really think that MY parents were really going to entertain his imbecilic (Why doesn't this blog have damn spell check) stories? Does he really think that my parents, who have been there since day 1 to pick up the pieces where he slacked off, were going to side with him on any matter? Get real dude!!!
He says that I did EVERYTHING in my power to keep him out of our son's life! So, I guess that I didn't have the same house number that I had since high school...I guess that the house that he got me pregnant in is occupied by other tenants, I guess the townhome development that he passes EVERY SINGLE DAY TO AND FROM WORK isn't where I currently live. Who does he think he's kidding?? Answering honestly, I said "Yes". He was doing things and living a certain way around our son, in front of our son, and putting our son's life in retarded situations, and at 18 I feel like I made the best decision for my baby. So I said, that yes, I did keep him away, but tried sooooooooo often to see if he grew up...He never did....to this day, he never did. But only as 1/2 of the parent tree, I was only allowed to do as much as the other 1/2 allowed me...isn't that correct? I think so too!!!
So I flipped it...I asked him, "Did you do everything in YOUR power to continue to be a father?" He wouldn't answer...Not once did he go down to the child support place to fill out paperwork. Not once did he try to take me to court to get legalized visitation rights...Not once did he do anything!!! I continued to ask him the questions...He refused to answer...I rest my case nigga!
Can't think of a comeback to that...so he comes up with this..."White girl, you just mad because I left you for the next hoe!" (Now he's calling his wife a hoe...what a wonderful husband)....I'm like, "Dude are you serious? Like are you really serious right now? You've lied so much that you're starting to believe the retarded story that you've been telling for the last decade?"
(BTW: It's been almost eleven years to that special day and I plan to have a special commemorative blog...so be on the look-out for that)
Back to the Scene...can't even remember which scene number this is...but in conclusion...
Once again, I realize that talking to dude isn't going to solve anything, help anything, or make things any easier. At this point I think he realizes it also. He tells me that he is going to go to court for visitation. Once again, I tell him to right the Court Date in the memo part of his first child support check...and hang up.
And so far, it's been quiet...Stay tuned!
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