I think ds's father told everyone I stopped him seeing ds.
the truth was, I was told by someone else that hew as actually living with a new partner, this was when I thought we still had a chance - he had just about admitted he didn't want to be with us any more, but been really dishonest and lied to me for a while - so I was in shock and very upset.
I couldn't face him visiting after what he had just done, it was making the atmosphere awful, I was feeling sick the whole time and before visits and just couldn't function. It was awful for his other children and ds and everyone really.
So I asked for 2 or 3 weeks to get my head together, which I did - then rang him, only to be told he would come and visit again 'when he was ready', this turned into 'when I'm settled' and eventually I heard he had married the new partner, was completely settled as far as one can be, and by this time the countless messages I had left on his mobile number were not getting through because he had changed it.
He never gave me an address or number for where they lived, but i found out, and last year turned up there to invite him to see ds. He refused, basically.
It was pretty obvious that the wife had been told I prevented access when in fact I had almost begged him to see ds.
He did tell other people that he had given up trying to visit because i made it so hard.
He was the one who would turn up late every time, chop and change at the last minute, this was for the couple of months he was visiting.
He kept saying he didn;t understand why I wouldn't let him jsut take ds off without me. This was a 16 month old baby, who had never even lived with his father - just visits every week or so, he never lived with us, ever. ds didn't know daddy well enough to be left with him, plus daddy used to lie about where he took ds, for instance one time he said 'we'll be at the swings' and I followed about 5 minutes later just to see and of course they were not there
This happened twice and then I insisted I went with them. Ds cried all the time we were out one day, wouldn't let daddy near him and I had to carry him round town as he was upset. Daddy said it was only because I was there that he was crying. And that if I went home, he'd be fine.
I also had no idea where the man lived, he refused to give me a contact number, so I didn't see how he could insist I let him have my child for two hours when I hadn't a clue where he was. There was utterly no respect for me as a mother or ds as a child who was attached to his mother and barely knew his father. Ex just expected ds to behave as though he knew and loved him, when in fact he hardly understood who he was.
rant over, sorry..