I'm Tired of Your Bullshit

Unfortunately, our lives couldn't exist without the drama that is PEG.  For background, go HERE.
For those of you just joining PEG is an acronym for "psycho ex girlfriend".

The same holds true for the time surrounding the birth of our daughter. 

Several months ago, my stepdaughter, R, started asking when we were going to have the baby. Asking us if we could have her during the part of the week when she's with us --Wednesday morning- Saturday night. We explained we were due on a Saturday and hoped she would be with us. She said, "What time will you have her?"  Poor kid.  We further explained that you don't really get to pick when you're having a baby, but no matter what we'd ask her mom if it was a time when she wasn't with us, if she could come to the hospital. The look on her face was truly heartbreaking. She was defeated and said, "She won't let me." 

We did our best to try to dissuade her fears, although everything in us knew she was right.

Well, lo and behold, we ended up being induced at 37 weeks and Lily WAS born on a Saturday! We had made arrangements for R to come to the hospital that afternoon as my husband called her mother and asked if she could pick up R in front of the hospital instead of our house that night.  *(They drive right past the hospital on the way to our house...i.e. it's closer to their house.)

The answer was no.

We expected that too.

She cried and cried when it was time for my husband's parents to leave to meet her mom at our house because she was really upset about not having more time with her baby sister.  It was frustrating because it's the same bullshit we deal with all the time. The person hurt by that was my stepdaughter...again.

Close to pick up time, PEG calls my husband and says, "Have you left the hospital yet?" 
HA! Sorry, he's not leaving the hospital as you had hoped.
He told her he wasn't leaving and that his parents would meet her at our house.  Well, they were going to be late.  Should have just picked up at the hospital and made it easier for herself.

Fast forward to the following Wednesday when R returned, she said she told her mom she was upset that she didn't get picked up at the hospital to spend more time with her baby sister. 

*Regardless of what the mom and stepdad said, THIS is what R heard:

"[Stepdad] said, 'Well, if your mom was having a baby at ________hospital and we asked your dad to pick up there, he'd say no.'  My mom said, 'So, we have to follow the rules.'" 

I assume "the rules" are the court order.  Although the court order actually says that they can agree to things, but that's logical.

The irony of that is...the mom asked my husband if he could pick R up at 11am, Wednesday instead of 9am (the court ordered time), so she could sleep in.  My husband agreed.  Apparently, "the rules" are only applicable when they're convenient for the mom.

Now, this may seem ridiculous as a separate experience, however, after the last 3 years of dealing with this PEG, it's just one more rung on the ladder of annoyance. 

I had to give THAT background to lead to the twitter bullshit that took place, as a result.

See, this woman is an attention seeker.  Everything is about her. Not their daughter. The kid had a 102 fever and a stomachache and the mom took her on a Tuesday afternoon to the emergency room.  Not the doctor. Not urgent care.  The kid underwent having a cat scan, an iv, blood drawn and as it turns out, she was diagnosed with an "infection" that was later diagnosed as an ear infection when we took her to the doctor later that week.  The kid had to poop. Hence the stomachache.

But, apparently, WE didn't take her to the doctor according to "the rules".  Mind you, we learned that my stepdaughter was at the ER because a friend emailed me and asked me what was wrong.  You see, it was on twitter HOURS before my husband was contacted. Again, "the rules" only apply to my husband, it seems.

The following is reality for us:

"*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 7:52p

you incompetent, selfish fucks.
sent via TweetDeck
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19865194641

*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 7:52p

i dont even give a shit, I hope karma bites you in the ass so hard you pay for it for YEARS. fat fucking lazy poor excuse of a "parent".
sent via TweetDeck
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19865229243

*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 7:53p

I dont expect you to follow a doctors orders when you cant even follow a court order. big fucking surprise there.
sent via TweetDeck
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19865257986

*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 7:57p

it pisses me off to no end that u won't just stop being selfish asswipes & see the big picture for once. I had hope in ALL of this for HER.
sent via TweetDeck
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19865526241

*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 7:58p

hope that gets sucked away by your lack of caring for anyone other than yourself, regardless if she's your daughter.
sent via TweetDeck
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19865606862


*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 8:00p

some people never will change, even when a 6 year old is involved. lesson learned.
sent via TweetDeck
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19865732133


*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 8:11p

I'm Seriously pissed off at myself right now. I was happy for you & your family. Hopeful that things would improve for her. Its frustrating
sent via Twitter for BlackBerry®
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19866414313

*From: @MommaPebz
Sent: Jul 29, 2010 8:12p

To realize that its dumb for ever thinking anything other than bad things about you. I'm tired of this shit, but what's going on is wrong.
sent via Twitter for BlackBerry®
On Twitter: http://twitter.com/MommaPebz/status/19866493990"


After accusing me of molesting my stepdaughter and all of the other shit she put us through over the last 3 years, she sent a gift for my new baby. *(for those of you thinking maybe she's turned over a new leaf, the above twitter crap was AFTER the gift was sent.  She'll NEVER change.)  Buying gifts will never make things better. I'm not like you.

Seriously disturbed individual.  You cannot undo all the destruction you have attempted.

Whether you made it to this point, or not, is ok with me. I wrote this to get it out of me. 

I'm tired of the bullshit.

And telling R, she now has a  HALF sister is equally as screwed up as you are.  If it makes YOU feel better to say that, keep it to yourself, you are hurting HER.

I'd appreciate if you'd keep your crap to yourself. Thank you.