The one thing that never fails to make my day is pretty obvious. Its knowing i get to see Charlotte every day. Yes she drives me crazy sometimes with her threenage attitude but i know where she is, what she is doing and that she is loved unconditionally.
Part of this comes from the fact that i had a lovely (please read completely inappropriate and time wasting) letter from her donor this week. It states in a very pathetic attempt at intelligent language to say that he has tried to be in Charlottes life continuously and that was stopped all because i blocked him on Facebook and that was his only way to contact me. He managed to write me this letter and sent previous letters about how much he is in love with me as well as a valentines card so he does have a way of contacting me plus he also has my email address.
This letter was saying how i have until the 20th of april (i think) to get in contact with him otherwise it leaves him no option but to contact family services. He can take it all the way to court fo all i care. I have always given in but i wont any more. I have been through hell to give him a chance of being in that amazing little girls life and i will not let him screw her up. She has an amazing life and has everyone she needs in it but i am made to look like some wicked witch because i am trying to protect her.
I got a message this morning from his ex with just a picture which said something along the lines of, 'stopping a child from seeing a parent just because you are not together is child abuse.' so to me that says i am being accused of child abuse for protecting my childs heart and well being.
Through the last 11 weeks of CBT i have learnt to be strong, and that i am able to stand up for myself and more importantly to stand up for my daughter. She is the most important thing in my life and i would fight through anything to protect her. I have the support of her aunty, uncle and cousins which i am truly thankful for. I am thankful for all the support i get from everyone even people who hardly know me or my situation.
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