Grab a chair and some popcorn....sit by quietly and watch it all unfold. Use those famous "disengaged" words....umhmmm, awe, yeah, I'm sorry....etc. And the ocassional head nod and compassionate facial expressions. BUT NOTHING ELSE. 

This is how you save yourself from any projection of guilt from other parties. As we all know on this board, the SM IS THE SCAPEGOAT for every problem in the SKs life. So....do not say a word.

Blame easily falls on us SPs.

Once my SS19, who's away in college, brought his giant pet lizard home during a Holiday. I have a crazy fobia with lizards - and SO and 2 SSs all know it. I asked many times in the past to not bring the lizard home. So that instance that he brought it (which wasn't the only one) he headed directly to his other BP house because in my house I wasn't allowing him to stay with that horrible thing.

Next thing I know SO is very upset, I can tell. I ask why. SO tells me that it's my fault that SS19 is not staying at our house during his break; that why can't I accept that lizard in it's traveling bag. I said it's not my fault he bought that stupid animal with TUITION money, and every one knows I have that fobia, and I don't trust the dumb-dumb to not let the lizard loose in the house. I've seen pcitures of him with the lizard on his bed in his dorm.

Wow it hurts just remebering it and writing it here...

when I read posts saying, "I can't wait til they turn 18." One only need read posts on this site to know that's not true. Here we are at near 20 years together, all kids aged out and guess who still rears their ugly heads at times? Yes, a 44, 42, 40, 32, and 30.  It never ends...it just morphs into something else. And wait till grandkids appear....a whole new level of crazy. SMH

Who knows why this type does what they do.

3mos after my divorce was final my XW called me in tears to tell me she was pregnant and ask me what she should do.  No way it was mine unless it was the second immaculate conception.  We had not been intimate in far more than a year.

"I'm pregnant. You know me better than anyone. What should I doooooooo?"

She had shared with me about 3mos before our divorce was final that she had been pregnant by Grandpa Sugar/Baby daddy (the geriatric fortune 500 exec she met while giving him sponge baths in her BSN post op rotation) and had miscarried. 

Neither time was it my problem.  Though I was sad for her and concerned.

I told her "You are Catholic. Do you really have an option other than to marry Grampa Sugar/Baby daddy and have the baby?" She thanked me profusely for being kind and helping her see what to do.  Then.. she heard my brother who had picked up the phone at the same time I had when she called.

She asked if someone else was there. My brother told her he had just picked up the phone and said hello to her. He then asked her if he had heard it right that she was pregnant.  SHe confirmed, he congratulated her pleasantly then asked if she had decided on a name.

She told him no so he suggested one. "You could name the baby Less.  Like that character on WKRP in Cincinati. But that would have to be the middle name BECAUSE THE FIRST NAME HAS TO BE FATHER!" Then he slammed down the phone.  

XW burst into tears crying about how everyone hates her.  I had to calm her down before I ended the call. She was distraught. That was the last time we spoke for 3+ years until we had the battle over selling the house.

XW was 23ish when she called to cry to me about being pregnant.

Who knows why people like that feel the need to suck others into their self induced trauma drama?

I might understand calling daddy in this situation. But calling your XH who you serially cheated on the whole marriage when you get knocked up by one of your many cheat buddies?

Sadly, it is at the expense of a child. Either way she goes in her decision, it will destroy a life.  

I am team end it before she ruins this kid's entire childhood then adulthood.