So here is the long version....my husband filed papers in November to get residential custody of his son. This happened after I asked him to make a decision..either file for custody or give his son to his mother and let her be the residential parent. See, neither one of them are the residential parent because they have shared custody. The kid goes back and forth everyother day. She actually lives 40 minutes away from us and I am expected to drive back and forth to get him and/or pick him up. He is 4. They went to court in December because her attorney withdrew from her case and my husband had overpaid his back childsupport. She was told at that time that at the next court date- in January, she was expected to be ready to go. Exactly one month after that, his attorney recieved a notice for continuence because she had just retained another attorney and he had something scheduled for the day that they were to go to court. So it was continued AGAIN! So here it is, the 31st. I am suppose to be at the court house with my husband however can you believe that it was continued again! Her father died, he had had cancer for a couple of years. I just find it interesting that after her sister called my husband last week begging him to continue the case because he was in the hospital, he dies. On top of all this, his attorney told me that he thinks that her attorney is going to try to withdraw because she hasn't paid him. So history will repeat it's self all over again. The cherry to this story? I am pregnant. I am due the first week of July. When did they reschedule it for??? June 29, 30 and July 1. So where do you think that my husband will be? With his brand new daughter or with his ex fighting for his son? I have had it. We were suppose to finish our basement so we would have a room for the baby. Haven't done it yet. But we have a 4 year old who is worth $10,000! This shit has dominated our lives for the past 3 years. We, obviously, have tried to get on with our lives however when you are pissing $$$$ away in the wind then you tend to become a little synical that anything will actually happen. Sometimes I wonder if I should cut my losses and jet. She is CRAZY and awful. You can't deal with her and she thinks that I am the devil. He precious baby boy is a total spoiled brat. I took him out for his birthday with a friend to do that Build A Bear workshop and then planned a party for him- his father showed up. HE NEVER SAID THANK YOU! But he did tell me how wonderful his mother is and what an awesome party that she gave him. Oh, did I mention that I spent the morning making cupcakes for him to take to daycare because his Super Duper mommy did not! Then I work up sick the next day- on top of being pregnant! Any advice would be great.