I am the step mother to my husbands 3 children for whome we are going through a custody battle.
In the begining his ex and I could talk and got along alright, before I saw how she really was and before the kids and I got closer. As the kids and I got closer she did more and more to keep them away from me during the important times, like their half sisters first birthday and christening. My husband and I made sure they were there for her other babies birthday. (She slept with a man who she knew was married after lying about haveing her tubes tied became pregnant. At the time she was still legally married to my husband.) Over the past couple years it has become more and more appearant how she was only using them to get to us. When it got to inconvenient to care for them she gave them to us on a temp full physical custody stating that she would be the one to pick them up and bring them back and would pay $200 a month, also that she was going to go back to school to become a pharmtech. In the agreement she agreed that if she did not request the children back by August 1 2007 we could go to court and make the custody agreement permanant. We have been working for over a year to get it that way with nothing but grief from her. She curently sleeps on her sisters couch in a small three bedroom house that is on a busy highway, she seems to think she is going to take the kids back. She is currently over $6,000 behind on her support payments, my husband had them lowered to $200 from the $400 a month that was set by the state, to make it easier on her. She has the van that he bought and was awarded the house which she sold an blew through the money.
Last Christmas break she had the children and during that visit we agreed that she could keep the younges who is not in school to potty train her for 2 weeks until her next weekend, she kept her though wen we met her to get the kids after the 2 weeks she said that the 3 yo was not feeling too well, and with the weather being like it was that was understandable, so she did not get to finish the potty training, We told her that we absolutely wanted to have her back by the next visit. That did not happen and she told us that she had just been sleeping alot cause she was not feeling too well yet. We ended up having to go with the police to get her. She was in such bad shape the police officers told us to take her straight to the hospital. Her eyes were extremely dialated and not reacting. She did not even know who her own brother and sister were. She was pail white and her urine had such a stron odor it was sad. She is a lean built little girl as it was and when we got her she looked like an anorexic. We drove straight to the hospital and it was about 5 in the morning when we finally got in. My husbands ex was of course there and went back with the doctor as they were checking her. The doctor refused to hear what any one but she had to say since the child was with her and that was her mother. She flat lied to the doctors about everything including the meds doses and timing.( she had been giving this 30lb child 1 adult Zyrtec (that was perscribed by a doctor to this child) along with a cough suppressant every three hours and an alternatine dose of childrens tylenol and childrens motren every three hours.) The doctor failed to check her eyes or do a urine test since the mother said that her skin always looked like that and that she was just a thin child. The child weighed only 25 lbs when we took her to the hospital and with no way to get ahold of the pediatritian they just listened to the mother. This went on for about amonth before we could get the court order to get her with the police. With out the doctors to testify against her all that the poor child went through was in vein. It was until a few months ago that my husband and I had been doing most of the driving for the kids to get to see her, at the lack of appriciation and the fact that she told the courts that we had been making it difficult for her to see the kids we decided that we would not drive the kids to her any more. We have been going out of our way every other weekend to make sure that she was able to see the kids. She has several friends where she is at to help her by looking after her other daughter. I have no one here to do the same for me since my family is in Texas. We would cram all the kids into the car that my husband had to buy after she left him with nothing and he lost his job, and drive 4 hours as she only drove 45 minutes in the van. All this so she could see the kids.
The children have asked me several times why she lied to the doctors and the police. They were there when the police showed and they were already near tears when their own sister did not know who they were. While at the hospital several of the mothers friends got in my husbands and my face saying that she shold have taken the kids from him along time ago and that we are terrible parents. 2 of these were the pastor and his wife of the primative baptist church she attends on occasion. The other was her male friend, both of whom she often leaves the kids with to spend the night on her weekends. Some days when their father is at work and its just me and the oldest two and our youngest two are napping they tel me how, whoever it is they stayed with that weekend, has told them that their dad is a terrible father and that they need to tell the judge they want to live with their mommy instead. The ask me to promise I will not tell their mother or my husband that they have told me cause they are afraid that the mother will some how find out and punish them for letting us know what they are being told when they are there. They also tell me how she tels them that I am a bad person and that they should not be allowed to be around me with out their dad being there too since he is the one that got "custody". When she calls they don't want to talk to her especially the oldest. She does not like that her mother always tries to make them cry. Now even the youngest is getting to where she doesn't really want to talk to her.
This past spring I took the two youngest that are not in school to texas with me where I volenteer at a camp for kids and I thought the youngest would enjoy getting to be around some kids her age and play. This had been discussed and agreed upon more than a month prior. Then as I was headed down there she waited till I was nearly in Texas to tell her friends that I was trying to kidnap her daughter. The same friends that are helping her brainwash the children into thinking that their mother should be the one to have then and never get to see their dads side of the family. Nothing came of those tales except harassing messages on my husbands cellphone by her and her male friend.
On the 4th of July this year we stuffed ourselves into the car and made our way to Texas where my parents have a small farm. After a wonderful visit we had agreed to drop the kids off at their mothers on our way back home. When the kids found out about that they were in tears. The oldest begged me not to make them go. When we got there The oldest kid (she is 8) got down into the floorboard of my side of the car and begged me not to make her get out and stay. With tears in her eyes and nearly the same in mine I had to tell her there was nothing I could do, that she had to go. I kissed her forehead and assured her that she will get to come back home in just a few weeks.
The children are so terrified that their mother is going to take them away and they will never get to see us again it is almost like a constant state or sadness when they know its nearly the dreaded weekend. they beg and plead for us not to make them go. We assure them they will get to come home. When we get them back she makes sure that she has at least one of them crying about how she misses them and so on. It is with out fail this happens. They as well tend to come back with the stench of cigarette smoke and a terrible cough. The occassion that that is not so is when they have been left with some one for themajority of her weekend.
When my brother and sister in law along with their two kids were leaving after their Thanksgiving vist, the oldest was so deep into worry and tears over the thought she would be taken away soon and never get to see them again she could not hardly breath. (we had a court date set for Dec. 16th, but it was canceled due to weather) I feel so bad that the kids are worried about these kinds of things rather than just being kids. They were worried that their mother was going to get them back and that would be it. She had been telling them since we started to get it underway for the agreement to be made permnant, that she was going to try to take them back. With all the ppl there, that have never been around my husband except the few that had met him for the first time when they were in his face at the hospital, telling the kids how she whould have never let them go to him in the first place and that she whould have divorced him a long time ago and taken the kids away from him for good, its no wonder they were scared of that.
When the kids come back from their visits they are always so hungry and when I ask them what they ate the answere is generally either some type of a granola bar or A folded peanut butter sandwich or A hot dog. The answer for the nights befores dinner is usually the same. The only times they are not as hungry is if the church has had a big lunch.
She has played the poor me card on all that surround her there tricking them into believing that my husband is out to get her and take the kids away when it was she that decided that it was too much for her to do. Now that she has ppl tricked into feeling sorry for her she is trying to get them back. They are nothing more than a status symbol for her. The poor mother of 4 whos husband left her and now she has to do it all on her own.
With our credit so shot from the credit cards and other bills she was supposed to pay still gaining intrest and mine the same from my ex we look to be stuck in a much out grown car as she lives the high life pawning the kids off on whoever she can to do what ever she wants. It breaks my heart to see the kids being treated this way as the investment of my emotion that has been put into them is much deeper than the required amount that goes along with being married to their father. There is nothing more I can do than sit at night and listen to the oldest cry in the middle of the night after a nightmare of what she fears may happen.