My nephew J only just got out of prison before his girlfriend gave birth. This is baby #2 for both of them, only we're talking 2 other babies with 2 other people. J is off the drugs 'cause... well, he was in prison. Girlfriend A's motivation is unclear, since she only stopped taking drugs 2 weeks before Ashton was born. See why I'm shaking?
Ashton was born miraculously drug-free, but goodness knows if there's been any damage that might show up later.
Now, Baby Momma A's parents were pushing to have Ashton put up for adoption, didn't want anything to do with her mainly because they were already raising her first baby. My parents didn't want Ashton to leave the family. I've been wanting a baby for years, but am unable to. Did Mom think of me? No. She was trying to get Ashton adopted by my brother Zonker's sister-in-law (by his current, fourth wife.)
As it turns out, J wants to take responsibility for Ashton, and has nixed adoptions in favour of moving Baby Momma and child in with his own crazy ass mother (Zonker's first wife.) I'm not so sure about all this, because Crazy Ass Bitch did a horrible job with J, and did I mention the drugs?
So I'm a bit fragile right now. I didn't sleep well last night, and I can't stop thinking about little Ashton and what might have been. I'm upset because my mom forgot about me, but then I'm glad I never got my hopes up only to have the possibility snatched away. The whole field of mixed emotions has me exhausted.