I just got home a little while ago. I'm waiting for daylight to break to make the trip to the drugstore to get Mini-Me's scripts and pick her up, if the sperm donor will let me have her. He texted me about 1am saying he dropped the scripts off for me to have filled, asking me to bring them by his place that he's keeping Mini-Me today so I could "rest". Ummmm.....NO. I can rest much better knowing she's with me so I can make sure she gets the meds right. Besides, she doesn't like staying with him anyway....a fact he refuses to accept.
I suppose I'll have some sort of fight or argument about it when I get there.
Next time something like this happens, work is just going to have to find a way for me to be off. I won't ask him for any help with the kids anymore. It's not like he does much for them now anyway.
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