Things are about to climax...and not in a good way!
It's time to buckle up. Shit is going to get real.
The piece of crap bio-mom may have hit rock bottom; or is about to. She moved in with her old ass piece of man meat who is literally a grandfather (she's maybe 30). He moved her in to his cottage about an hour away, in the winter. She met him when she lived with DH's mother this past october. (yes, you read that right! Boundary issues much!). He was the neighbour. I saw this all coming. It's a cycle of whoring around to get bills paid, and then getting ditched because she's a legit fucking psycho. Whoring is a lot easier than getting a job, I guess. She was actually a nurse in the baby unit once upon a time. Got fired for getting caught on a website soliciting prostitution. She's classy. Child services has been investigating her for over a year. The worker is useless. It's been frustrating. I have a friend who works there and she let me in on the fact that this worker is too busy having an affair with another worker to do his job. This town is a real treat.
So I guess grandpa boyfriend kicked her out. She must have messaged DH's mom to try to move in again and she said no (FINALLY! We told her we would have absolutely nothing to do with her as long as she remained involved with toxic BM). Aparently she's in a women's shelter (that ironically, our business did a fundraiser for this past fall. Ugh. Can I get some takesies backsies on that cash, please?!). DH has gone to try to file an urgent motion for full time custody. His kid can't be living in a fucking homeless shelter. He asked her straight up if she was there (she told his mother) and she's just not answering the question and demanding SS's birth certificate. I'm sure she's weaved quite the tale for them. She's ALWAYS the victim.
I'm almost sure the motion will go through. No judge in their right mind is going to let him stay there when he has a bed and a roof and real food on his plate at our house. I am not pumped about it though. We've had a lot of life hit us in the face the last 2 weeks. This really could not be at a worse time.
When she loses custody (but mostly the money for being shared custody), she's going to lose her shit. DH told me that when I go home, to lock the door and do not answer it. So that's fun.
I really just want to live my life with this guy. I love him to pieces. We are so great together. We are working our asses off to try to give our kids an awesome future. It's so frustrating that our life and future is so fucked because of his really shitty choice to spawn with that piece of trash. I can't believe the work she puts into being a piece of garbage. Just get a fucking JOB. I'm so done. I'm so maxed out. And I know it's just getting started.