Lovely to have Master 10 back in the house for his 1-on-1. Master 9 and Miss 6 are fighting though and both upset. Master 9 asks why does he have to go to Daddy’s and why does he have to have a sister; Miss 6 is crying. Obviously a late night as they’re both emotionally exhausted. Hope AH has the nous to get them into bed early.
No dinner sorted as (having been out at a Tiki Taane concert last night and waking up at 4 am to watch the All Blacks v Boks world cup semi), had planned to just head to KFC for a treat. Friend came round tho with a bottle of bubbles so any plans for driving went out the window and a walk to the local pub was in order. Master 10 was in an odd mood – couldn’t sit still; eyes darting all over the place. Like he’d had way too much sugar.
Interesting conversation on the way back when he said AH calls him ‘smartass’ and he doesn’t like it. I pointed out I nearly called him that while we were on the phone over the weekend, but I changed it to (and he answered) ‘smarty-pants’. Quick chat that AH shouldn’t be using those words, as they’re not want I to be called. Yay! Another chat we’ll need to have 😦
Also told by Master 10 that AH said he doesn’t agree to the Friday proposal “and that Mama and I will need to have an adult conversation about it”. Wonder what his issue is and when he plans to discuss it. Last-minute, no doubt!
So – the last few days …
Friday. Parent helped in Miss 6’s class which was lovely. Got the biggest cuddles from her before I left. Only put in an hour at work before catching with my PIN (Plunket) mums for lunch, then sundowners with the new neighbours. Called AH’s mobile at 18:15 before heading to the neighbours to say goodnight to the kids. The phone rang and rang. Tried a few times to no avail. Figured he’d see the missed calls and ring me back.
But I figured wrong. Not the decency to call me back and let me know say goodnight to my kids.
Called when I got home to find out where they were. He didn’t answer. Tried a few times and was ignored. So called his brother. No answer. Sputnik. No answer. WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY KIDS!?!
Left one option. Called his auntie in South Africa to see if she could get a call answered. She was off to a funeral so couldn’t do much. Don’t feel at all guilty for involving her though. That I don’t know where my kids are is wrong! In for a penny; in for a pound … also sent a copy of my email to AH from Tuesday to his dad. Try and defend that shit behaviour, a**hole!!
Sat – AH calls me at 06:30. It’s a spite call for my calls yesterday. I ignore it. He tries on the landline too. Like I was going to get out of bed to answer. Managed to get back to sleep until a reasonable hour then chilled and read in bed. Rung the kids to say hi (well, goodnight). Find out that AH had social soccer so had left the kids with another mum. So he has 2 nights with all 3 kids … and has scheduled social sports for himself on each of these nights. And he sees no problem with that??
Finally up at a ridiculous hour then into the garden to try and find my happy.
The potential FB turned up without announcement and made me near on shit meself! He’d questioned if I was ok so let him know what AH had done and, despite not drinking himself, he brought me a bottle of wine. Had a good chat with him and got teary, which he didn’t seem to find creepy!
Kids call me to say goodnight as they’re aware I’m heading out. No doubt in my mind it’s an early call so that I don’t discover what time they get to bed (as they’re at mates in Featherston with bro and Sputnik, the bbq is already going and no doubt the beers are flowing, and it won’t be an early night). Unfortunately, Miss 6 cuts me off before we’ve finished our chat and I said to FB “bet I don’t get called back” (as AH has already commented about paying for the calls to me). I was right.
I called the landline just before I went out and spoke with the missus there. She’s got questions as to what’s going on but it’s not the time to speak about it – she wasn’t sure if she could ask but I tell her if she’s asks, I’ll tell her the truth .. but ensure she knows to appreciates there’s two sides to every story. Speak with Miss 6 who, when I ask why she didn’t call me back, confirms it was Daddy. This is alienation and it’s not on.
Great night at the local watching Tiki Taane. Bloody brilliant! Met a young Canadian who wants to meet up … he’s friended me on Facebook so would’ve already seen that I’ve got 3 kids; before he suggested meeting up. Very young so not expecting much other than company. Cougar, I am not! 🙂
Back in the garden today. Keen to get this place looking good so I can move quick if/when a judge says I can move up country closer to my parents.
Bank holiday tomorrow and, as I had the kids last bank holiday, so he’s got them tomorrow. His face is full of rage so when I ask what time he’ll get Master 10, he snarkily asks ‘when will you have given him breakfast’. 10 am. 10 am should be enough time. He’s not happy.
And, after what he’s done this week, I don’t care.
- Weed-spraying + attacking overgrown kikuyu + sowing grass = satisfication!
- the ABs beating the Boks and going to the final. Can’t help but feel that’s a whole heap of karma right there;
- meeting Tiki Taane (not so happy about crying when speaking about my niece to him, but hell he was nice! Cool guy!).