My mom has not been in my good graces sent she texted me several texts full of blame and things being all my fault, etc. while I was in the psych ER. And she emailed my husband and offered to take my daughter and raise her with my dad.

Then, she emails an apology, first explaining what all she does for my dad's business (he has his own home-based business). He used to fix things for individuals (TVs, cars, tractors), you name it, he can usually fix it. Now, his clients are bigger though, rice dryers, cotton gins, a cabinet manufacturing company. So then my mom goes on about how she's ordering and picking up parts all the time and all the stuff she does for my grandmother. This, as an excuse as to why she didn't want to stay with us until the CPS said it was OK for me to be alone with my daughter. Though if you consider it, doesn't that make a good case for her not to raise my daughter if she's that busy?

But, OK, whatever. Then she types "I just feel so sorry for Tessa (my daughter) because she has to live through so much at her young age." This implying that I'm causing mental damage to my daughter, and yes, I do think my mental illness is not an ideal family situation for any child, but does my mom think growing up in her house was a cakewalk? My dad was/is loud, angry, selfish, spanked beyond appropriate age. I hid in cornfields in the middle of summer so he wouldn't find me. If you've ever been in a green cornfield, you will realize right away walking through them is uncomfortable due to corn plants having a bit of a fuzz on the leaves, and Texas in the summer outside is just not pleasant. I could write a book on all the stuff my dad did, yelling at me for reading fiction books and not old electronic schematics, physics or calculus books. Crazy stuff like that.

There is NO way we'd have my parents raise my daughter. I told that to my youngest sister too, but we need to make it legal. I told her if ever something happened to my husband and me, I first would want her & her husband to raise my daughter and if they couldn't then my other sister who lives in Plano. Definitely should get this into a legal, binding document.

So just when I'm thinking, okay, I'll forgive you yet again for another time I heard blame and not comfort in your voice at a horrible, stressful time in my life, she has to write me that sentence I quoted earlier, which has made me frustrated and mad at her again.