The husband is going to pick the kid, step-kid, this coming weekend. Just the thought of him coming back is making my stomach un-easy. It will be back to the same ole bullshit just like before. Trips the ER, stays in the hospital. The kid doesn't care about anybody but himself. To hell with my health. Think I'm going to go vomit now.
I predicted my son would be born before on my birthday, it was true. He was delivered 12 weeks early and 9 days before my birthday.
I predicted I was on the verge of death or serious internal issues. True. 5 days in the hospital, 9 IV bags of fluid and 5 bags of steroids.
Now.........
I will predict that this kid will be the cause of a divorce because I will no longer stand by and take his BS; neither will my kids. Who by the way hasn't mentioned his name from the day he left.
Off to plan my escape out.
About Me
- Tisha's Bloggity Blog
- I'm a 27 year old mother to 3 small children and 1 teenage step-son. I'm a daughter and a sister. I love to laugh. I'm hated. I'm complex. I'm insane. I'm a bitch. I'm a lover. I am who I am.
