As my mom drove away I felt as if a big piece of my heart was leaving me…
Fridays have become my favorite day of the week. That’s the day I usually get Yuri ❤ and I am always eager to hold him in my arms again. My [amazing] boyfriend usually gets his youngest daughter, who is Yuri’s age, to come along for the ride and we make the short trip from Anaconda to Helena. Picking him up from school on Friday’s has become the single most-important thing for me to do.
When I walked in his school last Friday he looked at me with a beaming smile and yelled out my name (mommy). It melted my heart 😍 to know how exicited little guy was to see me. The teacher said that Yuri had literally just got done telling them about how I was going to be there to pick him up. He hurried to get his things and rushed out the door. He said to me, “mommy, I missed you. Mommy, I love you”.
Our weekend was pretty alright. He played with the girls some. Saturday I took him to Discovery – I wanted to get him up there before the season ended and he had been asking to go. He was so excited to ride the “chair-lifter” again and he didn’t want me to ride the magic carpet with him because he could do it all by his self, the big guy. That night we rented a Scooby-Doo movie and snuggled. After I got him to sleep I got a little sad; tomorrow he would be going back with his dad.
I am thankful for my mother. If I didn’t have my mom I would have to say good-bye to my son at noon on Sundays. According to [somebody I hate] it’s only fair to “collect him back” at noon since I pick him up at noon. Yeah that’s fair alright, considering he only allows me to have him four days a month. Luckily I have a mom who is starting to care that makes sure she gets some time with her grandson who agrees to meet up on Sunday’s.
So, last Sunday we met in Butte. The kids got some icecream cones and floats while us adults talked. Even though I was present, I was in another world. I was having to say good-bye to my pride and joy again. As soon as he saw his granny, he looked at her and then he looked at me and he ran up to hold on to my leg and started to cry softly. If any of you other mother’s out there ever have this happen? How do you deal with it? It’s the worst feeling I ever experience.
As we said good-bye he started crying, saying that he didn’t want to go. The look in his eyes made me feel like I was abandoning him and I wanted to cry… But I felt like I needed to stay strong – for me and him. He did not want to go and letting him go was the last thing in the world I wanted. I felt empty as my mother drove off.
There is nothing stopping me from keeping my son… Except the people in my life that say it’s better for me to comply with his father’s wishes until mediation is over and we go to court. They also tell me that Yuri belongs with me. If he does then why are they saying that I should go along with a control-freak’s wishes? I know that their intentions are good but I just want to say, “exactly whose side are you on, anyways,”?
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