[Connie]

I am SO upset! It's a long story, but I'll try to fill you in before telling you about the weekend from hell. My son moved to a small town a couple years ago to work as an addiction counselor in a treatment center that he thinks very highly of and that has a very high success rate. It is the same treatment center we once put him in, only a different location. His girlfriend, Sarah, insisted on moving in with him, but very soon, came to hate the place. She got pregnant and left him. She is a very moody, self-centered person and when in one of her moods, treated others like crap. Well, a few months ago Tyler (my son) told me that Sarah wanted to come back with him after the baby's born. I cringed at the idea, but told myself she probably did some growing up while back with her parents and maybe things would work out. They had their darling baby girl a few weeks ago.

Well, this weekend they were coming here to do Christmas shopping. Sarah walks in the door without so much as a hi...in one of her usual stinky moods. I, of course, oohed and awwed over darling little Lily. Maddie is so excited that Tyler is here as she loves him and also wanted to greet Sarah. Sarah yelled at Maddie..."Maddie, NO, Maddie, go on, get outta here..." and I called Maddie over to me. I was on the recliner holding Lily. Maddie came over and jumped up to the arm of the chair and Sarah yells, "No Maddie." I said, in a rather pissed off tone..."Maddie is just fine here...she is not hurting a thing." Even my husband was mad at the way Sarah was treating Maddie. Sarah grew up with 10 dogs in the house and cats. She must be used to them and why she hates Maddie with such a passion is beyond me. That evening my son and I went to Walmart and since I figured we'd be there a while, I left Maddie home, and knew my husband would protect her from Sarah. It was 11:30 when we got home and Tyler went downstairs to bed and I decided to do some cooking so I wouldn't have so much to do the next day. At 2 AM, Sarah comes upstairs and into the kitchen to warm Lily's bottle. She did not greet me...she acted as if I wasn't even there. She walked over to the microwave without a word. She went back downstairs without a word. Now, I'm very easy to get along with. I am the type of person who will let people walk all over me up to a point and then I get mad...and I WAS mad. Of course, I couldn't sleep a wink that night and the next day, I decided to give Sarah the cold shoulder...a taste of her own medicine. I acted just the way she had treated Maddie and I the night before. I kept Maddie away from her and found things to do around the house. She and Tyler went Christmas shopping and then to the movie and my husband couldn't believe Sarah would risk leaving Lily with us and that rotten dog! I enjoyed that part very much...Lily is so sweet and I even let Maddie sniff her, though Maddie is afraid of the baby. Go figure. LOL

Sunday morn, Sarah says to Maddie, "Maddie, you look so cute today in your red dress." I thought to myself, shut up you snot...you are only saying that to get on my good side again and it ain't gonna happen...you've pushed me too far. No one comes into my home and treats my Maddie like sh*t and stays on my good side.

In the 2 days they were here, poor Lily didn't have a bath. I thought babies should have a bath once a day...at least that's what I used to do. Rather than wash the bottles and nipples with soap and hot water, she just rinses them out. We bought a bassinet for Lily to sleep in when they are here and told Sarah she can take it home so there is a place for the baby to sleep on the main floor, since they live in a 2-story house and the bedrooms are all upstairs. She said she doesn't want it because she want's Lily to know what her crib is for. How ungrateful.

I have bent over backwards trying to show love to her...bought all kinds of baby gifts, clothes, a baby swing, spent hours on end making her a special pergamano baby card...not so much as diddly squat from her on anything. She is a spoiled, selfish little brat and I'm afraid Tyler is in for a lot of heartache down the road.

They will be back next weekend and I truly dread it. Oh glory days! Sorry this was so long...believe me, I could've written a book! I know I need to pray about this and turn it over to the Lord.