Parental Alienation

For those of you who feel a need to read my blog and try to find bad things in it, to use against me, good luck.  But this is one post you should definitely read and pay attention to. Print it out if you want. Or ignore it, which is more likely. But you should know this anyway. Parental alienation is child abuse. It isn't something that is punishable by law yet. Hopefully one day it will be. Because no child should have to endure it. But it is a crime that will be punished by the children themselves.  When the children get older and see how much they are loved, and how much they are missed.  When they see that they were kept from the other parent out of pure selfishness and hate. When they grow up and figure out that they missed out on so much because one parent is so worried about what the other parent is doing, that they use the child as a weapon.  You aren't going to be in control forever. They won't always be babies. One day they will have a voice. And it will be detrimental to the bond you now share.

For anyone that wants to know,  I love my children.  And I will continue to fight for the right I have to be involved in their lives. I won't let the lies you tell tear me apart. And I won't let them stop me from being with my children. That is a fight I will never give up on.  And it's one no parent should have to fight.  How do you think your children are going to feel when they know what's going on? Look around you. You know people that have been there.  Where are they now?  Do you want that? Parents can love more than one child. When will parents understand that kids can love more than one parent?

I have always encouraged my children to love everyone. And I have defended people who I shouldn't have had to defend,  to protect my children's love for them. Everyone always came to me to keep their kids, or help with problems their kids were having.  And now all of a sudden everyone has decided I shouldn't be around kids. Why? Because you think people should stay in unhappy and unhealthy relationships because you want them to? That doesn't make sense to me. The only joy you get out of life is being wrapped up in everyone else's drama. Get a life and let the parents that should be raising these children, raise them. It's not your concern. If you do care about the kids, let them be happy with both of their parents.  They don't have to be together to raise a child.

Still fighting kind of

My ex and I finally reached a final agreement. I have my daughter from 8 a.m. on Monday until 8 p.m. on Wednesday, and we alternate holidays. Until school starts. Then I get her one night during the week and every other weekend. I am glad that I got it to where she is at her aunt's house one less day a week, but I am still not happy. Even though I will get her less when school starts, I can't wait for it to start, because that will keep her away from her aunt as a babysitter except for a couple of hours a day. I know that sounds petty, but her aunt is really a bad person for her to be with. She has been so damaged by her, that I don't know how long it will take to help her get over it, when I can finally get her away completely. I am not going to stop fighting to get her back. Her dad will give me what I need to take her back. I have no doubt of that. But for now, I had to agree to something to get out from under that judge for a while.

Letters to my children

Dear Jay,

     You were so close to me when you were younger. I did the best I could. I always loved you unconditionally. I still do. And I still hope one day that you find your way back to the wonderful man you were. I love you.


Dear Keri,

     You were always the most sensitive. Maybe that's why you are still around. I know you have your problems. And I hope one day you find a way to trust in yourself enough to find the answers to the problems and fix them. I love you, and I am always here.


Dear Seana,

     You were my baby for so many years. You were the only one that remembered me in places your mom should have been. You truly felt I had been there forever. I hope one day you give me the chance to be there again. I love you so much.


Dear Christopher,

     Through a little over a year, we have been through a lot. I think you finally realize what it feels like to belong. I hope so anyway. I do my best to show you how much you are loved. And how happy we are to have you home. You have always been loved and missed. And though I know there will still be hard times, like there are with every mother and son, I hope you know that I truly try to do what I think is best for all of us. I love you Pooh Bear.


Dear Jeremy,

     I know you aren't talking to me right now. But I do hope that one day you understand that I have to be fair to everyone in the house. And I have to take care of all of my kids. And I love you just as much as I do your siblings. We were getting so close after you came home, and I hope one day we can work on getting closer again. I love you my baby boy.


Dear Joshua,

     You are growing so fast. The first of my children that I was able to raise from birth on up. And I will continue to raise into adulthood. You have taught me so much that I didn't learn with all of your older siblings. And really your younger siblings are so much different too. You are truly one of a kind. I hope that I am doing what is best for you. Everything in me wants to raise you my way, with homeschooling and keeping you close. But you seem to enjoy the independence you have now in going to public school, and spreading your wings a little. I am sorry that I couldn't keep your dad as involved as he was, but then I also think that it may be better if he isn't as involved as he used to be. I want so much for you to grow up into an independent, strong, loving person, and though I know your dad loves you, he isn't the best at instilling those values. I will continue to do the best I can. I love you Cow Baby.


Dear Alexia,

     I am still fighting for you. Hopefully soon I will get more than the 48 hours a week I have been granted. I want you home. I want to be able to take care of you. I hate that you aren't getting your medicine like you're supposed to, and you get sick so much. I hate that you are being told that you can't kiss us, or wear nail polish, or be my little girl. I want so much to bring you home and protect you. And I promise you that no matter what happens in court, I will not give up. You are my baby girl. And I will fight for you for as long as it takes. I love you ninita. I can't wait for you to come home.