Monday, January 12, 2015

happy effing anniversary BabyBumps


Sorry all my posts have been so negative and so close together lately.


Yesterday was our anniversary and when SO got off work we were going to go out to dinner.


We live with his dad in a house that his grandma owns, and recently his dad moved a woman in that he had known for about a week or two. This woman is absolutely insane. The first time I met her she started bragging about how she's facing 10 years in prison for two accounts of attempted murder. She says it was self defense but who knows.


You can tell she is either on drugs or has done a lot of them in her life by the way that she talks, her body language, and the way that she presents herself. She introduced SO as her "son" which is really disrespectful because his mother passed away some years ago. She also told me that when she gets her "crazy check" this month that she was going to take me to get some baby clothes for her "grandbaby."


We've politely and calmly told FIL that we aren't comfortable with the things that she does or the fact that she's there at all, and he has made no effort to work this out.


SO and I have been planning on getting an apartment soon (within a month or two) but yesterday I couldn't take it anymore. All day long FIL and that woman were screaming and fighting, slamming doors and stomping around. She said she was leaving and he locked the door behind her and she started going off about how she has 30 days to move out and she's going to call the law and all this other b.s.


At this point I'm afraid to leave my room to go to the bathroom. I texted SO while he was at work and let him know what was going on to prepare him for what he was coming home to.


He came home and started screaming, telling that woman to pack her bags and get out in 30 minutes or he's calling the cops, his dad gets into it and starts defending her and instead tells us to get out. Things escalate, his dad busts into our room a few times, smashes SO's hand pretty bad, refrigerator takes a punch, a heater is broken.


The woman is upstairs screaming the whole time about how we're terrible people and my baby is full of drugs and is going to be taken away from us (absolutely ridiculous I haven't even been smoking pot) and she ends up calling the police. By the time they get there half of our things are packed.


So we're staying at a friends house for a few weeks. We're so lucky to have someone so caring and generous with a spare bedroom. We've got 29 days to get the rest of our things out. I'm still adjusting, trying not to let the stress get to me. Trying to be supportive of SO and show him how much I appreciate him. I know it has to be hard dealing with sort of "losing" his dad in a way. I can't believe that he chose some bar whore over his own family. Now I don't know if our son will ever meet his grandpa and I'm sad for him.


Thanks for letting me share, everyone. If anyone has any advice, or stories, or maybe just something nice to say I'd really love to hear them. Sorry to get so mushy but I'm just so glad I have you babybumpers and I love you guys.







Submitted January 12, 2015 at 10:54PM by sarah-and-a-half http://ift.tt/1Bc8PKb BabyBumps

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