My DD is almost eight. We split when she was a baby and it was assumed by all (me included) that as Mum I would be the main parent. There has never been a court order and we have always managed contact time amicably. She used to go EOW and one night in the week but over the years it has built up to almost 50/50 (week one:2 out of 7 with me, week 2: 6 out of 7 with me)
Ex re married a couple of years ago and although she doesn't have any children of her own, she is brilliant with my DD.
He is a fun dad, DD loves him very much, he won't ever remember a school form, or dinner money, and his pack lunches are awful... but she's happy there. Or that's the impression I get at least. He also has quite a large, local family who she is close to.
She and I have a relationship like a rollercoaster... we are either kissy kissy love yoooou, or screaming at each other. I am not a natural mother. She says she knows I love her and I tell her all the time but she seems so sad. She tells me she feels sad all the time. This moning she woke up with a huge smile on her face and said she was happy - I was over joyed because it's been so long but within 2 minutes she felt sick, couldn;t eat her breakfast, didn't want to be touched etc. She is always feeling sick or has a headache and is so irritated by me most of the time that she won't let me finish a sentence.
This weekend I have been utterly miserable and I don't think she's felt any better.
Year after year, parenting to me feels like an ever increasing life sentence. It makes me feel sick to write that but it is the honest truth.
I love her very much and seeing her so miserable breaks my heart. All I want is for her to be happy but I can't give her that.
I don't even know if he would have her. I imagine he might say that he can't manage it around work etc. But I just feel like "when did I ever get the chance to say no?"
I think I'd propose having her EOW (Fri-Monday morning), then a Weds night.
We both work full time and always have, in case that makes a difference.
The ONLY thing that is stopping me for doing this is that on top of how I think I've already f**ked her up somehow, would her mother effectively giving up and sending her away be the last straw? I feel such a responsibility.
I sound like a witch. I know. But I'm at the end of my tether.