So I was surfing around myspace earlier tonight, which might I mention is not something to do when you've had a bad day, and decided to friend search. Being the curious (nosy, as Bryan would call it) person that I am I decided to type in the name of Curtis' biological mother. I know she has a myspace because she used to be a friend, but I deleted her in a moment of anger. Up until today she has been private, but today of all days I look and her profile is now public. So what am I to do? Ignore or be the curious person I am, well I can't deny who I am so, so I start looking around there are all these pictures of all her other kids and how she loves them and is proud of them, blah, blah, blah and then there is the BLOG. By this time I am only moderately seething, so I decide to take a look and here is this blog about kids and Christmas, and how her kids are having the best Christmas and have all these presents under the tree and so on. I am going to be low and unChristian-like right now and mention that her son, her first born, she gave him a mini-webkinz...cost $4.99, now I know the cost isn't what counts, but how can you sit there and go on and on about how much you provided for your children when you don't even acknowledge your first born. When you haven't paid child support in over 6 years and haven't contacted your child in years. So I am sitting there questioning whether or not I should comment...praying to God that he will give me the strength to ignore her and her petty ways, and reminding myself that He will judge her in the end and that is not my job.
I didn't comment, I am chalking that one up to God. He kept my fingers from typing away and allowed me to vent my frustrations in my Blog rather than on her website. I will do what she can't...and won't....Curtis Michael Wagner,11 years old, and almost a tweenager if you ask him. Has a personality to rival most adults and a heart to hold the world in, he is the best big brother and helps his "real" mom (that would be me) and dad everyday with the little things. Great in school after overcoming some difficult struggles, loves monster trucks, wrestling, football, and his family and the absolute love of my life. I would say my life began when I met Bryan, and in a way it did, but my MOM-life began the minute I met my baby boy, who can't really be considered a baby by anyone except his mom because he is almost taller than me...lol:) Here's a picture of my baby boy:
