she leaves this morning at 6am. 14 hours in the car with her mom.
let's recap yesterday. since it's 1:30am and i can't seem to sleep.
woke up, played some games, watched a movie, went to chick fil'a and she played in the play area.
came home, went to the park and played for an hour or so.
back at the house, more games, some tv, and then a fashion show. she took a bath and then we watched "rudolph the red nosed reindeer", and i almost broke down in tears multiple times as it hit me. this was my christmas night with my child. she doesn't want to spent christmas with her mom's family. she doesn't want to be in the back of a car with a "mean mommy". i'm helpless and i still can't fathom why my ex is even bothering with all of this. i almost wish the boyfriend was going down there with her... at least there'd be someone else in the vehicle.
i'd rather spring for a plane ticket for my kid (and my kid alone) rather than this torture.
did i mention that my kid was told NOT to talk about me at all at their parents house? yeah.
i never had to spend a christmas without my parents growing up. this is killing me.
