Aaaaaaah. Permission to rant, ladies?! Nothing dreadful just bloody annoying.
It's XBox time again! Don't know if any of you remember, but I posted last week that ex had driven off without dc because he wouldn't let him bring the Xbox. I kind of understood him not wanting him to bring it, but couldn't believe it escalated into him leaving dc here.
In the meantime I'd mentioned, in a text to ex, that I'd told dc the XBox was really for here. There is no need for him to take it, I didn't want it causing arguments. No reply to this part of the text, of course, that would be co-parenting
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Roll on tonight. Dc goes to ask his dad if he can bring it, I say no, don't ask. He runs out anyway, comes back saying the answer is yes but he's got to set it up, dad will be busy. Cue a delay, my other dc is getting anxious, ex starts ranting so she runs in and says dad says you can't bring it, he'll be too busy. WTF?
Long story short, dc is rolling on bedroom floor crying. He doesn't want to take it now as he says dad's angry, but does want to take it. He ends up not going with him, but I drop him there for an hour later as it's near to somewhere I have to go.
In the car he tells me that my other dc spends a lot of her time upstairs on her phone. How this is different from being on the XBox I don't know. He starts saying he'd maybe like to live with dad, because then he could help him, and give him someone to talk to ! Long discussion ensues about daddy has to make his own life, as I have, and that he only has himself to look after the majority of the time. Apparently he has a lot of washing! I informed dc that daddy couldn't work the washing machine when he lived with us, so it showed he was able to learn to look after himself.
On collecting him my dc said he'd sat alone watching tv whilst dad washed up and did jobs. I asked if dad generally sat and did things with them during an evening visit. He said no, but I know they do eat together, watch films and play outside if it's nice. Don't you think you'd make the most of that hour though, especially since the argument before. Twat.
When I was standing at my front door my ex, for the first time, actually looked at me. I instinctively raised my hand and nodded. He looked at me with a completely blank face.
Tonight has actually done me a favour. With his reasonable texts over the past couple of weeks I was starting to imagine some semblance of co-parenting. I now officially give up. The poem quoted up thread by Bonfire has made me really think tonight. I think so much of what I saw in him was only there when he was a reflection of me. Sad.
(Just to add, I do recognise my dc is a little bugger for asking his dad about the XBox when I had said no. Words have been exchanged!)