Where to start... On Saturday DH gets a call her but I take it because he is driving. We pull into a store at the same time. She askes to talk to the kids. Neither of them are with us, but I can tell she has been crying. sooooooooooo I try to help. The main reason is I would rather her talk to me than take it out on the skids. She states the the people she is living are telling her she is a bad mother because she medicates her youngest son. He has ADHD and a heart condition that he was born with.

A little backgroud on where is now living - she was just evicted 6 weeks ago from her trailer and most of her family will have nothing to do with her. So she moves in with a friend that already has about 8-20 people living in a 3 bedroom house. When the kids go over the sleep on the floor or a chair if there is one available. (yes we have thought about stopping visits - but realize that our kids will hate us even more.) THey are mommas boys right now.

So onto the phone call - she cries on my shoulder telling how mean they are. In the end she asks me if DH and I would take her youngest son for a few days just to get him away from the situation!! Now this kid (7) hates me - why?? His mother has literally been trashing me for years. Then DH comes up with another issue. BM used to do this a lot when she wanted to go party. "I can't take the kids this weekend because I am working, or I don't feel good or I have to help someone" Then we find out from her friend that she was drunk and high all weekend.

SO this wasn't even the worst of it!!!!!! I decided to tell SS17 about once he gets home. So he knows that BM is having issues. After a long conversation it turns to SS13 and he says well he is a lot like his dad. My response is DH was never like this....(I have know DH since he was 9) and SS17 says no his other dad - the one that died. I know that dad is not his real dad. WHAT????? He even gave me the name of the supposed othe "dad". How could this woman do this to this child! I think it is time to go back to supervised visitation!