Kiddo stayed with her mom this weekend. Today, was just a bad day. She didn't want to come in the house so she had an all out tantrum. Wrapped herself around the column out the door and I got the privilge of dragging her inside the house where she threw herself on the floor in front of the door so I got to drag her up the stairs so she wouldn't get hurt when people started to walk in the door.

I should have expected it and I suppose a part of me did but I keep trying to tell myself that I am being unreasonable in thinking her tantrums seem to come more freely after she spends time with her mother. That wasn't to be the last tantrum of the day either, the other was over shoes her other grandmother gave me so she had dress shoes to wear with her dresses to school.

To understand this, she's been GOOD! an angel for the past couple weeks... but she's gone home with her dad every night and stayed with him. Today he said he doesn't think her mom will try to see her for a couple more weeks. He asked if I'd journal the amount of time the mother spends with her daughter. I'm not sure if I've actually done that.

I haven't blogged in awhile but last week as we stood in front of the mirror with me trying to teach her to brush her own hair she started talking about her mother. Actually, she said very little.. it was as if she was GOING to say something and made a face as she shook her head and said, "I don't think my mother has a home."

I asked my son about this and temporarily the mother is staying in an apartment of someone she knows but it's apparently rather temporary. She told me today she had not had a bath all weekend. This may or may not be the truth but I do know my son said she badly needed a bath... so I'm guessing.. she didn't have a bath.

Soon enough ... biding one's time is hard. Especially when I watch things seem to snowball on him, he needs that money he's paying in child support. But, he's biding his time because he doesn't want to give her back again. He wants to know his daughter is in a safe, loving home.