So aside from our recent allegations of abuse, I have been stressing out about how to tell SS9 that DH and I are expecting. We only see SS 6 weeks per year and we don't necessarily want to tell him over the phone because it will allow BM to control the narrative once SS hangs up the phone. 

SS9 went home on Saturday. We ended up having a great visit at the tail end of visitation. He was so adjusted. We went camping, had SS' friend sleepover, built a box fort, had nightly movies nights, and went swimming. SS even made a comment about me being the glue that holds our family together and he reminisced about all the nice things I've done for him. Before SS left, he gave me a huge, tight hug that I thought was going to break my ribs. He smiled and told me he would see me in two weeks and that he loved me. 

We are halfway through our two week visit with SS9. I am just ready for him to go home. He has been whiny, argumentative, and just a little asshole in general. SS can never be wrong and if he is, he claims that we "misunderstood." Nothing we do for him is ever good enough. He is a mini BM, which is to be expected, but makes him more of a pain to deal with. He spent most of the week asking where his tracker smart watch is. DH told him it is turned off and in his bag (in our room) and that he does not need it. 

SS9 has arrived... and he is mopey. I'm sure BM PASed him real good before pick up today. I helped him unpack his small bag to find another perfume covered stuffed animal and a kid's smartwatch with phone call, texting, and location tracking capabilities. SS showed me how it works and BM and her GF's contacts are listed as "Mom" and "Mama" in the watch... I looked at it. It has tons of voice recordings saved with "We love you so much!" and other random messages. Oh and it has an SOS feature for emergency response and guess who's number is programmed for SOS... not BM, but GF.