April – May
In this assortment, Text #1, I tell Evil Baby Mama that I don’t have a relationship with our oldest because I only see her 93 days a year. Of course, this can’t possibly be Evil Baby Mama’s fault. Instead I am just making excuses and blaming everyone else, according to Evil Baby Mama.
I’m not making excuses. Things are the way they are, I am the way I am because Evil Baby Mama forced me to fight for my own kids. That’s not an excuse. That’s a reason. I don’t blame everyone. I only blame Evil Baby Mama. This is her fault.
I don’t remember exactly what happened on that day but I do know what Evil Baby Mama says is either an exaggeration or a straight lie.
June – July
In Text #2, first Evil Baby Mama is a bitch because I ask a simple question about our daughter. Then an argument about the 4th of July. That holiday “weekend” was mine that year but the 4th was on a Thursday. And, Oh, my god! The heavens would fall and the and the Earth would stand still if I have my girls just one extra day!
Nope! I only have my girls 93 days a year but can’t have just one extra day.
Evil Baby Mama goes on to claim that she has never cut my time short with my girls. Evil Baby Mama has been doing that since the day they were born by allowing me only 93 days.
Evil Baby Mama continues to claim that I do not have my children’s best interest in mind. Instead, it seems that Evil Baby Mama thinks that it’s their best interest to lie about their dad and keep them from him.
I also attempted to tell Evil Baby Mama about our youngest daughter’s bow. Our daughter decided one day that she was into bows and wanted to start shooting them. I thought, sweet! Let’s go get you one! So, we did. We went up to the local sporting goods store and I spent about $500 on a bow and accessories for her.
I was at a place where she could shoot in my backyard so I also got her a target so she could get started shooting. She did. I was out with my crossbow. I helped her and she practiced. We had fun.
I tried to get more things going for my daughter with her bow but Evil Baby Mama made doing anything extremely difficult. This is something that my daughter really enjoyed doing at the time but Evil Baby Mama robbed her of it. Just to spite me. To be fair, Evil Baby Mama did let me take our daughter to a bow shooting thing once a week, at the local hunting club, that lasted a couple months. But that was it. Anything else didn’t happen as Evil Baby Mama basically wouldn’t let it happen.
May
This one Evil Baby Mama claims that I have never been decent or even remotely reasonable and asked to see my girls any extra time beyond my days of the month. Evil Baby Mama convinced my girls of this. Evil Baby Mama is lying. Evil Baby Mama lied to our girls. This entire fucking website is me asking to see my girls more and Evil Baby Mama telling me no.
Girls, your mother lied to you!
Evil Baby Mama claims that all that I care about is that our girls are not with her. Really? Here’s the thing. Evil Baby Mama’s Mama (grandma) watched my girls, when they were younger, for me while I was working. When my girls got old enough to be left home alone I had always gave them three (3) choices of what they wanted to do while I was at work. Their three choices were that they could stay home (my place), go with grandma or go with their mother. These were always their three choices. If they chose to go with their mother I never questioned it. I never complained about it. I never told them no. I have never kept my girls from their mother or tried to take them from her. My girls know this to be true.
My girls going with Evil Baby Mama while I worked did not last long though. Evil Baby Mama started to complain. Evil Baby Mama said that I should ask ahead and give a “heads up” when bringing our daughters over there. And the fact that I was dropping off and picking up my girls at Evil Baby Mama’s house and not the police station. This just didn’t make any sense to me. I wouldn’t think that my girls would have to ask permission or give a “heads up” to go home. Their home. It still doesn’t make any sense. My girls could show up at my door any day, any time, day or night and I would not have an issue with it. They would always be welcome no matter what. I assumed Evil Baby Mama thought this too? I was mistaken!
November
Here, I was trying get Evil Baby Mama to let me take our youngest daughter to a bow shooting class once a week that lasted about six weeks.
My youngest daughter one day decided that she wanted to start shooting a bow. I thought that was really cool. I was kinda excited that she wanted to do this. I had a crossbow so we could shoot together. So, I took her to the local sporting goods store, a big name one in Clare. I got her a bow, arrows and some accessories. I spent about $500.
At the time, I had a place where we could shoot in my backyard and we did. We had a lot of fun. I had a lot of fun hanging out with my baby girl.
We had 3 targets set up. We even did night shooting. That was cool. I had got a shit ton of glow sticks and attached them all over the targets. It was cool. I had pics but unfortunately my computer crashed and I lost them.
I really was very excited for her getting into this. I was thinking big for her. As you can see from the texts I was thinking scholarships if she could get good enough. Harvard has an archery team.
Of course, as you can see, Evil Baby Mama shot that down. Really?
After that six week archery class Evil Baby Mama would not let me take my daughter to anymore. She was only with me four days a month. So, my daughter couldn’t keep practicing enough, because of her mother.
At one point I did let my daughter take her bow back to Evil Baby Mama’ to shoot there. That was after I worked with her for awhile with it and made sure that she would be safe with it. When I reached that confidence I let her take it. It didn’t take long. She learned quick. I was very proud of her.
Evil Baby Mama denied my daughter of this only because it was me doing it for her.