I just need a bit of a rant. My ex arrived to spend time with ds on his birthday and then said He’s not 10 is he? I thought he was 9.
So ds’ birthday card - with you are 9 on it -has gone in the bin and I’ve had to provide new wrapping paper & tape for him to rewrap present.
Honestly, ex does 40 nights a year and I do the rest, I sort schools and clothes and hobbies, doctors, dentists, haircuts...
It is really so hard for him to remember one thing? He only has one child. It’s not like he can be getting them muddled up.
I left him because he was a lazy, exploitative self obsessed arse towards me, but I had hoped he would manage to treat ds better. Guess I was wrong 