Friday night we checked out of the TLF and went to stay at his moms. We weren't going to make the drive til Sunday for Easter but we found out they had reserved our room out for Saturday night to someone else so we decided to just save the money for the weekend and stay with her. We didn't do a whole lot as usual - went out for drinks with some of the family Friday night, Saturday hung around with Tom and Nikki and went bowling that night and Sunday was of course Easter.
Before we had even left his Dee Dee had commented on a post I made on Calee's facebook saying we would be up this weekend. Telling me that she would be here it was her birthday and I BETTER bring Claire to see her. So I was automatically pissy. She still has not ever texted nor called me since she has not been living with his Dad. We get to town and they call us, I ignore the call, so she calls Josh's phone. ( Have I mentioned I hate when people do this. Seriously? Are you chasing me down. I will call you back eventually ) He ignored it for the moment and then called her back later. We went out for drinks with them that night because Tom and Nikki couldn't do anything since they had the kids for Easter. It was his dad and his step mom, his aunt and two cousins , and then us. Dee Dee informed me before we left that she would see us at his Grandma's on Sunday and she calls Claire first. So I just walked out rolling my eyes. Are you serious? Do you want no seat backs too?
Sunday rolls around and we had dinner with his moms side of the family first. They always do it earlier in the day and his dads side later on. Thankfully it works best like this. I was okay that morning, other then not feeling well but as we started to head out to the second dinner I definitely started dreading it. We got there and low and behold who is standing in the driveway waiting for us. Then walks up to the car and tells me she came to meet us because she doesn't want to have to fight anyone else for her. I was like well she is sleeping right now so don't worry about it. She has the balls to inform me " well she can sleep in my arms while I hold her when you get inside." BIG WTF?! are you kidding me? I kept my mouth shut, I knew better then to argue there but I wanted to. She ruined everything and stabbed me in the back by coming down here when she was born and now she isn't listening to a damn word I say? I let Josh take her inside and set her on the couch and I just went into the kitchen to hold my tongue and watch the guys play cards.
So then she takes her out and holds her for a while. I wouldn't have cared in the first place as much if there wasn't other people there who had NEVER seen or held her. She should have let them see her first but whatever and she should have never shot back when I told her she was sleeping to leave her be for the moment. Then Janelle gets there who hasn't seen her and Dee Dee doesn't give her up for a while. And when she finally does she limits her time to only a few minutes and goes back over when she felt ready to make her give her back up. Excuse the hell out of me? It took every piece of me to not say anything.
I just don't get it. We were sitting in there talking about how I was doing since she asked and I mentioned the incision problem I had with the hematoma and was like o0o0 I told you about that didn't I? and she said " O no. I had no idea, no one told me " Well , if you called or talked to anyone you would have known wouldn't you. The only time you call is when you are in town and want to see the baby . Gah. It seriously is pissing me off to no end. But who am I to say anything, his dad is fighting for his marriage to her when me and Josh both know she isn't staying in it because she wants to be in it, it is convenience. When we were close and talking she let me know it ALL the damn time. But who are we to say something to his dad either? You know? It is all just a big freaking ridiculous mess and a ton of drama I don't want to be in the middle of but apparently am no longer able to avoid.
Have I mentioned I hate this damn place?
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