Guess what everyone??? I am a fuc*ing bi*ch!

What a day. I was sleeping just now, but got woken up by my 6 month old and now I cant sleep again becuase I am thinking about the craziness that went down today...

Well, like I said before, this was my late day watching the girls. That means mom drops them of at 7:30, dad picks them at what is supposed to be a reasonable amount of time to make a 15 minute drive (at the longest) So realistically, he should be here no later than 5:15. Usually, this isnt the case...it is 5:30 or so, which I can work with- if I have enough notice that they would be here even later. I never get the courtesy of that phone call from him though.

Today, I expected him to get off of work at 5, be here shortly after. We have plans to leave here at 5:30 to get to the apple orchard by 6 and enjoy a quick night out since they close at 7. It was too nice of a day not to enjoy it like that with the kids. Not to mention, I need apples to make a treat for Andy's school for Friday. We also need to squeeze supper in some where along the line too. So, I am getting a little irritated since this was yet another time that 5:30 came and went without  the respectful phone call I wish for. He picks the girls up at ten to 6. That is almost an hour after he is supposed to get off of work and drive a ten minute drive in 15 minutes. So, today, I had had enough of this not respecting my time stuff and cutting into our family time without any apologies or anything!

I start making supper and getting the table set with paper towels and drinks and whatever else I can- because I cant make dinner go any later than it already was. He finally shows up- I get the girls' shoes on them and get their coats. He opens the door, and I ask if he was running late. (yes, I know- obvious question, right??) he says, "yes, very" Ok- atleast he acknowledges this...but could he have atleast called me then? NOPE. I tell him very politely that we had plans at 6 and we are late and that when this happens we really need a phone call. He starts telling me he was on a phone call and on hold and didnt realize what time it was. I was listening. then he tells me that he is the man in charge in his area and really, he cant leave until the job is done. **this was not included in the agreement when setting up daycare hours...I am not open revolving hours for him to come when he pleases- 5:00 is the time we set up*** So, I tell him, fine-I need a phone call from now on because we have plans at night as a family and now we cant do them. He gets pissy... I tell you, I have never seen a person flip so fast in my entire life! He got this deranged look in his eyes and he was trembling because he was so angry that I told him to respect my time! He cannot be told what to do by a girl. So somewhere along the line, he tells me he is not happy about how things are going and always have to go through "dads" I dont know what he meant by this, since any time I had anything to say, me or Jake would call or email for ourselves and never mention boo to "dad". I assume he meant Jake and Em's dad...but who knows????? I didnt respond to this, bcause I didnt know what the heck he is talking aout at this point. So then he tells me his dad said he can watch them tomorrow if its not working out... Oh...ok. You just knew this was going to happen a head of time and had arrangements made for the following day??? I so dont appreciate being lied to! I may not like confrontation- but it sure doesnt mean I am a gullible idiot! I reply that I dont like him not appreciating and respecting my family and our time and just showing up whenever he pleases without a phone call or an apology for being an hour late. So then he decides that, yep, he is gonna drop the girls off with his dad tomorrow. Ok...thats fine. But by this point, the intensity in his voice and the look in his eyes, was pretty much scaring the hell out of me! He whips the girls off the steps and says something along the lines of getting the hell out of here. Out of madness and fear that he will come back around the corner in some psychotic rage, I shut the door-hard!!! This set him off even more. He is huffing and puffing down my driveway mumbling curse words under his breath...sort of mumbling anyway. Then he gets out to the truck and as he is buckeling one of the girls in, he is screaming at the top of his lungs (remember...its a nice day- there are people outside, neighbors have windows open...and small children too) anyway- he is yelling at the top of his lungs calling me a fucking bitch! Oh my god. He was in the face of his daughter as he is screaming horrible things from outside so I could hear them inside! So I yell out- way to go role model. Those POOR little girls. I was scared for them, scared for thier mom...based on his past, I have a legitimate reason for my concern! His only comeback to that was about some sarcastic remark I made to him about our kitchen when we had orange walls, orange pendants, and it was very...goofy looking. I joked to him while some of the kids were in the basement and some were getting shoes on, that with the red glow, looked like a little whore house. That was a sarcastic remark- adult to adult with no children around. He tells me- watch out who you argue with. (Remember- he is still yelling this from the street into my house for all to hear) I think Oh my god- are you threatning me??? But with his not so gentle past- I will take it as a threat. I really would love to get a restraining order. He is a fricking psycho. I worry for the safety of my kids, me and Jake and our home. When he flips out- who knows what he will do. He has gone to extremes in the past during a rage.

So needless to say, I am done watching them. We will miss having them here, but I want no reason for that pathetic excuse for a man to come near this house, or my family again. I would have called the police if Jake werent home. Thank god he was. I love him so so sososososososososooooooo much. He was so calm and level headed and just handled himself so gracefully under all of this. I felt so safe knowing he was with us. Maybe asshole should take some lessons.

SO then back to this "dad" business... jake got on the phone right away to call his sister...he tried and tried- many many times...there was no answer. not at work, not on the cell phone. Ok. About 30-40 minutes later... who do you think calls us? Yep, "dad". Well, Ron, if you dont like "dads" being inolved, I think you were talking to the wrong person about this problem you have. Somehow, everyone had been contacted about this...but us. Could no body involved call us to get things straight before getting the whole darn family involved? Argh.

 

I really recommend never doing daycare for family. It will only screw things up. People cant stick to the hours you agree to in the first place.  Is it so hard to understand? Or how about being able to handle yourself when someone tells you theyd apprecaite a phone call or asking if it is ok if they are here late. He went into a rage beacuse I didnt let him walk all over my family. I let him know he was in the wrong. What a major jerk.  I will never be in the same room with him again- for the saftey of my family. He is one crazed dude. Hello anger management classes, good bye loving daycare by auntie. It was great while it lasted. Too bad his behavior had to ruin it for everyone. I feel so bad for them, and hope they dont live everyday with what I saw a glimps of tonight.