Seems I spoke to early on the DM's Blog earlier this week when I said me and 'Charlotte's Mum' had things sorted. On Friday I got a phone call from her asking me what time I was returning CN and that it would be to her house. I was then told that CN was 'Being a Pickle'. 'Oh, why is that' I asked. Well it would seem that she was upset and when told that she was going to Daddy and Mari's house. She said No and gave the impression she did not want to come.... very weird.
So there are a couple of things that I am not happy about.
First - Why would you ring someone up to tell them that their daughter didn't want to come and see them. I mean I never knowing told her of the times that CN never wanted to go and see her. Let a lone the times, when I had got to the house she would not get out of the car. Did I make a big issue of it. No of course not coz I can imagine it would make the other one feel like crap. Luckily having lived with years of this emotional abuse kind of washes over me. Sadly Mari still finds it hard.
Second - When I picked her up from the Childminders she ran up and said "Mari's house". Which sounds like she wanted to come to us. Added to the fact that her Mum was sat not six feet away. I also made her say goodbye to her Mum, although she never went up and said bye to her just called from the door.
Third - So I got Charlotte home and asked her "Do you want to go to Mummy's house?". "Yes" She responded. So we asked her why. "Christmas Presents" came the reply straight away.... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh we said. Would seem that my baby things if she comes to us she wont get her presents on Christmas day. So we spent much of Friday making sure she knew that Farther Christmas knew she was at our house and that he would be stopping by.
Hopefully it is all sorted now. I am sure her Mum needs to have this control to feel alive sadly it doesn't work any more. the rest of the weekend was ace. Party on Saturday and dinner and Madagascar 2 in Basingstoke on Sunday. Although I think to glasses of diet coke for CN is her limit. She was up most last night chatting away. (NB we hardily ever give her pop and only on special occasions)
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