As background, we have rowed because DD 8 is CMPA (non IgE) but has had a milk free diet for three years.
Every time he has DC, he is giving her milk such as mousse or yoghurt or ice cream.
He reckons I'm talking rot and she seems ok and she says she's ok. Then he says he'll take her to a specialist (yeah, the one that diagnosed her on the NHS clearly wasn't good enough).
Our back story is apparently I'm always telling him what to do and I'm controlling. I've had counselling to try and work out if I'm controlling. Had a bit of a lightbulb moment today.
I sent this earlier
Do I really want to put DD through blood tests, bowel tests etc when actually, it is better for her and improves her symptoms to have no milk?
Just because she is upright and growing doesn't mean it doesn't cause her harm which could be prevented.
Shall I halt the divorce and discuss this in court? What the almighty fuck is wrong with you sometimes?
Disagreeing with me is acceptable if I don't like your lazy laid back attitude, the way you drive, the mess you left in the kitchen...... then disagree with me all you like, Cheat on me why don't you? I'm tough, I can take it, I can hold my own and I have an opinion. I can make decisions, I can plan ahead, I can think beyond the end of my nose. Fine - hold onto all those thoughts and be glad of the reasons we are getting divorced.
Disagreeing with me over the children's well being is a slightly different kettle of fish. Smoke in front of them? I'm gonna yell. Swear in front of them ? Yep, yell. Feed them shit food - I'm not gonna yell but I am going to express how disappointed I am. Take them to a pub and leave them sitting there on their ipad? Again disappointing.
Moan at me because you consider me controlling your life for booking them into classes to give them life opportunities? I'm gonna plain ignore you on that one. Feel I'm bossing you around when I ask you to take them swimming because DS has sobbed uncontrollably for two weeks in his class? Frankly, I will keep them this weekend and deal with that myself if it's too much trouble. (PS see my AIBU post earlier about towels
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Take a couple of seconds and ask yourself WHY I am asking you to do stuff.
When are you going to get over this stupid notion that I am telling you what to do?
Example
I'm ill, really ill, can you get my prescription so I can have the children back as planned so YOU can go to WORK ? Who was I actually asking for? Certainly not myself. Who got shitty about it? You or OW? Who keeps harping on about it again and again? You!
Your fiancé (the OW) has taught the children swear words AND DS is UPSET because he got into trouble at school. Why did that end in a row between us when I asked you to prevent them hearing swearing? Of course they know the words. Do you want them to use them free flow in daily speech? Then stop them from normalising it.
I break up with my boyfriend and you kindly said I'm sorry to hear that but 24 hours later followed by APOLOGISE TO MY FIANCE. Oh, let me guess, OW didn't like it? What was that all about?
DD is sobbing uncontrollably about not wanting to see her father, not eating, not sleeping. Did I say TOO FUCKING RIGHT DD, HE IS THE BIGGEST TWAT TO WALK THE EARTH AND OF COURSE YOU DON'T HAVE TO SEE THE LYING CHEATING SCUMBAG EVER AGAIN?
Or was I being a good parent to help resolve the issues through whatever means possible and ask you to pop over and write her a card when the last thing I want is your SORRY CHEATING COCK FOR BRAIN IN MY HOUSE?
Welcome to your new world. I don't give a shit if it's better or worse than your last one. I don't give a shit about you full stop. I don't tell YOU what to do. I tell you about our CHILDREN'S NEEDS.
I have said this before. Show me some respect, I am their mother and I never stop working hard on their behalf. I respect you work hard and give them money. Tell the world you pay for your children and watch the world respect you. You earned it.
Stop giving DD milk. Tell the world her horrid mummy doesn't let her have it but daddy does and watch the world call you a wanker.