Well, the kids got disappointed again today. After last night's disaster at the store when they didn't get their promised toy, the W said that she would buy them their toys and they would have them when they got home from school. We got home and, of course, no W and no toys. No explanation either.
S asked when mommy was going to be home. I said I didn't know. He replied that Mommy should start telling you when she's going to be home so that you know. What a concept. I just replied that Mommy's grown, she can do whatever she chooses even though we might not like those choices.
So now, he thinks that he'll get it tomorrow. I hope he doesn't hold his breath.
She was here at the house during the day today and from the phone I can see that she was here at least until one hour before we got home. She doesn't have to work tonight; so who knows what she's doing.
I was looking online and noticed that she's looking for events out of town during my next weekend in Cincy.
Right now, I struggle with wanting her to be a good mom, so that the her relationship with the kids doesn't suffer in later years; but I want her to suffer for what she's doing to the kids and what she's done to me. I'm having to keep my actions and thoughts in check so that I can't be accused of parental alienation. But sometimes, I just want to take the kids and leave for GA. Other times, I wish she would just leave the state and let us be. This coming and going whenever she feels like it, with no regard to any set time that the kids will see her is beginning to have an effect on us.
My S wants me to call her and ask her when she's coming home; but she doesn't answer my calls at night, so why bother? Yet, I don't want him to think that I'm keeping him from her. She is such a piece of work.
Vent out...feel better...wish she'd just get her stuff and go.
