I am so beyond grateful to every single person who has offered me support in the past few months (and especially in the past few hours). Tomorrow is likely going to be one of the hardest days of my life and hearing all of the messages people are sending me truly makes a difference. I know that, if nothing else, I am not alone.
After meeting with my attorney today, I was more confused than ever. She still seems to think that a settlement is possible, however she acknowledges that F and I are worlds apart. Here is how I am thinking of my options as of right now:
Option A: We meet tomorrow with the goal of settling. This likely means I cave on a number of things. I am not leaning this way. As mentioned in my earlier post, there are just too many ridiculous, disruptive, unreasonable requests that are not in her best interests nor are they practical. If there is any way we do settle, we will have joint legal custody and I will or will not have "final say."
Option B: We proceed to trial. Here, there are any number of outcomes.
My Best Case: I seek and get sole custody. The judge delays the overnights until at least one year
old so that she can have milk at night. He gets one weeknight visit per week.
My Worst Case: Judge orders joint custody (not really a loss since I was offering that all along).
She orders overnights to begin immediately and he gets her for a full weekend. He gets two weeknight visits per week.
Most Likely: some combination of the above. Maybe I get sole custody but he gets the visitation he wants immediately. Or maybe we get joint custody but visitation goes my way.
Now the weighing begins....If she were two years old, I would go to trial in a heartbeat. I will never want him to have overnights. Ever. But this isn't, and hasn't been, about me. If she were two, I could explain it to her: "You are going with daddy for two nights and you are staying at Grandma and Grandpa's and you are going to have so much fun! Mommy will see you in two days and you can call me if you miss me!" Then she could have her milk, go to sleep and I can miss her. But she's not two. And I can't explain any of that. And she can't just have her milk and go to sleep. So it sucks for her. Completely sucks. Am I willing to risk that in order to (1) try for sole custody (and not have to consult him and deal with the arguing and bullying for the rest of my life); (2) get less frequent weekday visitation (less disruption to my schedule AND hers, less time she is being put in the car and driven around every week); and (3) not deal with any of the other unreasonable requests (the Skyping and the scheduling dr's appointments around his schedule and the 24-hour notice of earlier visitation times and the written notice of any "activities or events" planned for her - the list goes on and on...)? I don't know.
I will sleep on it. You know how much sleep I will get tonight? Yes, you do. So, again - I am shamelessly collecting prayers and positive thoughts. All I want is an outcome that is fair to my baby - not to me, not to him. No one is "winning" here. I just don't want her to lose.
Love,
Momeo and Juliette
XOXO
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