Tuesday, March 13, 2007

two cents worth a fortune

Lindy got a phone call from her husband's ex-wife. The ex talked to her boys -- the ones she left when they were 18 mo's and 3 respectively -- and told them she wanted to come see them next week. It was the youngest boy's birthday; she always called around birthdays and Christmas.

Lindy finally lost it. "I'm sick of you being a mom on birthdays and at Christmas. Either be a mom, or don't, but quit tearing up your kids with your half-assed attempts at giving a damn."

Good for Lindy. Lindy wipes their noses, checks their homework, cooks for them, cleans up after them, and gives hugs every day. The ex is hundreds of miles away, calls three times a year, and sends the boys on emotional roller coasters.

Who's the mom here? The biological egg donor, who decided one day that she didn't want to be a mother and wife anymore and walked out on her family, or the step-mom who married into the boys' lives and welcomed them into her heart? Who had the right to be irate?

Yeah, I thought that Lindy had the right to be irate too. The ex didn't think so, as she went off on a verbal tirade. Imagine that, she didn't even get it that her selfishness is harming her boys, not supporting them. Imagine that....

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