My ex just called to discuss, angrily, how many goldfish he has estimated that I have allowed our son to eat this year…..WHAT THE FUCK!!!! Does our son eat goldfish, sure. Obsessively, no. Everyday, no. As a meal, no. As a freaking snack at times. Who cares!!!! He went on to say I feed them poison. I feed them nothing but junk food. This is me, the mom with one child dangerously allergic to peanuts, and use to be allergic to treenuts and egg and a son who is a picky eater. A son who has ADHD and a son who is an extremely stubborn picky eater but he doesn’t eat crap all day!!! I pack their lunches with fruit, a vegetable, dairy, and a protein every single day unless I am struggling and those days are not too often. I cook dinner most every night and I try to find one thing every night that I know they’ll eat. The only time a goldfish made it to dinner is when a put a few on a salad, like s crouton, to trick him to eat the salad. It worked.
This asshole has decided to pick this fight with me for some other reason. He has a routine. This is it. Fighting me on a made up amounts of some food he doesn’t approve of, that he assumes I’m feeding our children. As far as I’m concerned it’s none of his business what I feed them.
So he’s has won again because it is affecting me. He knows how important it is for me to be a good mom and he loves to try to point out any or make up any reasons to why I’m failing. At least I’m here and at least I love them EVERYday and not just when I feel like it. What a fucking douchnozzle!!!!
He sucks so bad. Fucking ass.
Sorry potty mouth was nessesary.