We unexpectedly took custody of SD11 on Friday because the Lunatic decided she wanted to fulfill her dream of being a hostess at a strip club without any regard as to who will be looking after her child at night. Also when I say "we unexpectedly took custody" that means my husband unilaterally called his ex and said "Hey since you have this new job, why don't I just take her" and she agreed and I found out afterward.

My baby shower was this weekend but I will write about that later.

I told my husband that we needed to set some ground rules. Tomorrow is her first day at her new school and so we discussed a 9pm bedtime. Ever since he picked her up on Friday he has turned up the guilty daddy act, letting her stay up all night, letting her camp out in the living room instead of sleeping in her bed, telling me he is busy and then taking her out for lunch, on and on and on. So tonight, after she played around with her dinner for an hour because heaven forbid we serve her baked chicken with broccoli and cheese vs the pringles her mother would feed her for dinner, he told her she could watch a movie. I kindly reminded him that it was 8:45 and she needed to shower. So he sends her to shower and at 9:30pm they plop down on the couch and start watching a movie together. He and I got into a huge argument about it and I left the house. Its a good thing I am pregnant because my first thought was to go to a bar. But since I am I went to the office. Which means that at 10pm on a Monday night I would rather be in the office than in my own home. Which makes me think that I don't think I can do this. If I can't handle one how am I going to handle the other 2 when they move in after the school year? To make matters worse, here I am. Eight months pregnant. I left the house without saying where I was going or when I would be back and he hasn't even called or texted to see where I went. Is this my life from now on?