Evil Baby Mama wanted me to yank our daughter out of work, in the middle of her shift, for the court ordered time of child exchange. Fucking Insane!
A bit of background info on child exchange…
The court order for “regular” or “normal” parenting time states that I would get our girls every other weekend. I would pick them up at 6pm on Friday and return them at 6pm on Sunday. These child exchanges took place at the Clare Police Station per Evil Baby Mama’s request because, ya know, Evil Baby Mama is “scared” of me. Evil Baby Mama is full of shit. Evil Baby Mama is no more scared of me then she is a fucking butterfly.
During the “working times” referred to I had our daughter for my “Summer Parenting Time”. This time consisted of six weeks of summer between June 1st and August 31st. This six weeks was determined by me as I was the one who wrote the summer schedule every year. Per the court, the non-custodial parent (me) was the one who wrote the summer schedule. I then sent a copy of the summer schedule to the court which became the “court order” for the summer parenting time. I typically had them every other week for the whole week and usually, not always, returned them on a Friday at 6pm. So, during the summer I had to deal more with getting my daughter back and forth to work, which I was very happy to do. I was/am very proud of her.
At this point, my oldest was 18 and was not coming anymore. I live in Clare, MI and Evil Baby Mama lives in Farwell, MI. About 5 miles apart, not really too far. Farwell is a little "Village" with no police station. The closest police station is in Clare. We had to do child exchange at the police station because Evil Baby Mama is “scared” of me. In reality, Evil Baby Mama is no more scared of me than she is a fucking butterfly. Our youngest daughter worked in Farwell. Our daughter’s work is within walking distance of Evil Baby Mama’s place, just a few blocks away. On days that I was supposed to return our daughter to Evil Baby Mama at the end of my parenting time, usually on Fridays at 6pm, if our daughter was working, this dUmB fUcKinG nUt JoB wanted me to leave Clare, where I live, where I am already at, go to Farwell 5 miles away, where Evil Baby Mama lives and is already at, also where our daughter lives, works and is already at, at work, yank our daughter out of work, in the middle of her shift, then take her back to Clare, where I was already at, but to the police station, so that Evil Baby Mama can leave Farwell, where she, and our daughter is already at, go to Clare and pick up our daughter from the police station at the designated time and place, per the court order, then take her back to Farwell, where they both were just already at, then take our daughter straight back to work, where she was just already at 10 minutes before.
Ok, I’ll give you a minute to read that again and take it all in…
I know, right!!!
This is Fucking Insane, man!
This is a Special kind of Stupid on a level that I can’t even begin to comprehend.
Of course, I absolutely 100% refused to participate in this ignorance. I did not give two shits what Evil Baby Mama said. I did not give two shits what the court order said. I simply was not going to yank our daughter out of work in the middle of her shift. To me, this was beyond fucking stupid.
When it was time to bring our daughter to me, Evil Baby Mama did yank our daughter out of work, in the middle of her shift, so we could do child exchange at 6pm at the Clare Police Station per the court order. Then I had to take her straight back to work then go back in three hours to pick her up when she was done.
I told Evil Baby Mama more than once that there is no reason to take her out of work. Just let her work and I would pick her up from work when she is done. Any normal parent would do this. Nope! Not Evil Baby Mama! No, sir! Evil Baby Mama likes to make things as difficult as she can. Evil Baby Mama likes to create issues like this then blame it on me. Evil Baby Mama twists her tales into making me the bad guy to turn my girls against me. This is Evil Baby Mama grooming our girls to hate me.
Evil Baby Mama absolutely refused to let our daughter stay working and not yank her out of work and was extremely adamant to me yanking her out of work. To justify her doing this, Evil Baby Mama told our daughter that she had to follow the court order. True, but, the court actually doesn’t have an issue if the parents do not follow the court order, just as long as both parents are agreeing to what they are doing. Evil Baby Mama simply could have agreed to leave our daughter working and I pick her up when she was done. Boom! No problems! Imagine that! What could have been?!
Evil Baby Mama had convinced our daughter that by me not yanking our daughter out of work for the court ordered time and place of child exchange of 6pm at the Clare Police Station and me trying to convince Evil Baby Mama to do the same that I was trying set up Evil Baby Mama so that I could file a complaint against her for not following the court order.
I shit you not!
This is just Fucking Insane! This woman is FucKinG nUtZ, man!!!
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Baby girl,
This should had never have happened like this. You should have simply been allowed to stay at work. I did nothing wrong. Your Mother did. Yes, I technically did disobey the court order. So what? Really? I disobeyed the court order so that I didn’t pull you out of work in the middle of your shift. That is just plain stupid.
Why didn’t your Mother just let you work? Because your Mother seen an opportunity to turn you against me. This is true.
Your Mother brainwashed you, manipulated you and convinced you that I was trying to set her up. Your Mother convinced you that if she let you work and did not have you at the police station at 6pm per the court order that I would file a complaint against her for not being at child exchange at the proper time. This is not true. I had absolutely no intention of filing a complaint against your Mother because she let you work. Your Mother made this up just like she makes up everything else. Your Mother flat out lied to you.
Your Mother lied to you so that she could make me look like the bad guy. Your Mother lied to you so that you hate me. Your Mother lied to you to turn you against me. And the worst part about it, other than your Mother lied to you, is that you believed her.
I’m not the bad guy. Your Mother is.
I love you, I miss you,
-Dad