So last weekend BM tells DH they have to discuss some crap (they are supposed to do this every june incase of any possible changes). Dh says ok give me a few days to get dates figured out and I will get back to you. I picked SD up Friday which is the start of the new summer schedule. She will be here for about 2 1/2 weeks (however BM will see her today for her recital which is sucking up the entire day with the driving time). BM starts blowing up the cell phone during the day Friday. "I assume since you haven't said anything you don't plan on getting back to me about our June discussion so here are some things you should know-the summer schedule is as follows your house on x, back to me on x, back to you on x, back to me on x, etc (her dates were so off...lol). so at least now you know what days you will have her". DH writes back that he never said he was getting back to her. He has been waiting on confirmation on a couple of dates for the summer and then he would get back to her. He said he has the paper work he knows the summer schedule, we will be in touch. Then BM responds with something along the lines of this "Ok well Im sending SDs school backpack with has her journal in it, Her teacher and I feel she needs to continue to work on these areas. She needs to write in it everyday and draw a pic using a lot of detail example:thats a really nice picture but do you want to add more color? use brighter colors on the clothes?. Also in her bag is some things from home to make her feel safe and secure while she is at your house so make sure you don't leave it in your car, let her bring it inside, its her stuff. SD is very impressionable and gets frustrated easily so make sure you use/make good choices for her and use good language around her, and take good care of her while she is with you. Blah fucking Blah blah blah". It went on and on. Something like 4 texts the size of a damn novel about mostly bullshit. DH and I did get a little bitchy with each other because after reading all that shit I said SD could bring the journal in but the rest of the shit in the backpack can stay in the car. (BM likes to send shit here and if something happens like it gets ripped or a stain on it or whatever she goes into to court and says my BS is destructive to SDs things-and btw the thing she said BS punched a hole in came to our house that way-had nothing to do with BS). DH took it as me wanting to control things and I said no just trying to save your ass per usual but do what you want I guess. I left to go shopping and pick up SD. DH called me a bunch of times and we worked things out. During all this BM is still blowing up the phone with parenting instructions. She was very very condescending. SHe got to the point where it was like she was talking to a very young challenged child. Seriously. Finally I got sick of it. She didn't know I had the phone at that point so I text her back as DH and said "lol...I know how to take care of my daughter but thanks for the laugh". To which she responded "Well that's a matter of opinion. You have never had her for an extended period of time. I raise her. Im just trying to communicate with you and you are making a joke out of it. Scary. Anyway I will see her at 1 on sunday for her recital". Quickly followed by "Communication is important. Im her mother so its just natural for me to want to communicate". Ummm the only thing that comes natural to you BM is being a condescending Cunt (no I did not write that to her..lol). However I did respond with "I was laughing about your form of "communication". You say you want open communication but look how you talk to me. You put me down at every turn. You are the most condescending rude person I have ever met in my life. You seriously talk to me like I am a stupid child and expect me to respond. I think communication about SDs health, school, and schedule are very important. And Im happy to have all the communication you want when you are ready to be reasonable". Apparently that was enough to shut her up for the rest of that day. So SD makes a big thing about the backpack and I tell her there are a lot of kids at the house right now (had a few kids over night for BS b-day) you can bring the journal in but the rest needs to stay in the car for now. Even SD knew why. Shes says I know cuz my mom will get mad if anything happens to my stuff. Smart girl SD you know your mom well. SO BM calls last night to talk to SD and of course the effing backpack comes up. DH did tell SD that after all the other kids left she could have the backpack in her room but it had to stay right there all together by her bed. He just hadn't brought it in yet. SD comes out to the kitchen with a pissy look on her face and hands to the phone to DH and BM starts screaming at him about the backpack. Are you serious?!? DH is like whoa whoa calm down and hear me out before you start screaming at me. I told her after the other kids left she could bring it to her room so chill. She hung up on him. So today is the recital BM has been pestering us about since before mother's day. DH and SD were up early this morning and out the door with plenty of time. BM calls here and asks for SD. Ummm nope they are headed your way already stupid. You only told him about it a million times. I know she was just trying to see if they were really going to be there. She still expected DH to just not bring SD. That poor excuse for a woman really needs to get a life and leave us alone. DH and I do what is supposed to be done. We are good parents. Our other 2 kids who are here all the time are all around happier kids then SD. They are not so wound up and full of anxiety like SD is. That shit is all you BM, all YOU! Ahhh ok...sorry its so long but damn that bitch gets under my skin!