Bi-weekly Drama

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, but the he-ex no longer lives with his girlfriend. He's got his own place (sort of ) which is clean and I feel good about bringing the kids to.

Sunday afternoon, I got a call from the he-ex. He wanted to tell me (before anyone else did) that there was an "incident". Apparently, the girlfriend had come over yelling and accusing him of entertaining a prostitute while the children were present. The he-ex put the kids in a bedroom and put on a video for them while he dealt with the girlfriend and so-called prostitute going at it in the other room. He ended up calling the police and having the girlfriend removed. The kids sounded like they were fine and so I did not feel like I had to rush over to pick them up.

15 min. later, I get a call from the girlfriend. She was crying and was audibly upset. I started to tear into her about putting my children through this drama but ended up consoling her on the phone. She swore to me that she loved my kids and was just looking out for them. I believe that she does care, but I hope I got my point across that her behaviour wasn't helping anyone.

She had a lot of interesting things to say. Most of which I'm sure is bull @%&! but it sure did get my mind going. She told me why she thought that the woman in the he-ex's house was a prostitute. She told me the reasons for countless arguments between herself and the he-ex. She told me that the he-ex had cheated on me when we were married and I was pregnant with our daughter. She told me that he was on crack. She told me that he had five thousand dollars in his pocket. She told me about physical and emotional abuse. She said that he was a liar.

I quickly ate my dinner and went early to pick up the kids. When I arrived, the he-ex was outside on the porch having a smoke with a bunch of scary looking people. I went inside to find the kids happily playing a game. There was no sign that anything bad had gone on that day. I took the he-ex aside and confronted him with much of what his girlfriend had said to me. Deny, deny, deny. He cried about how bad his life was. About how everyone is out to get him. About how I left him four years ago and took his kids away from him. I told him that he needs to forgive. I told the girlfriend on the phone to back off. I listened to the kids take on what had gone on that day. They were solid. (although I'm afraid that my son now knows the term "hooker")

I took the kids home. They were excited to see that I had decorated for Christmas. We said our prayers and I put them to bed.

Today I wonder if and when Family and Children's services will call.