A few years ago I had probably the worst years of my life. I went thru a divorce that left 2 of my kids with a broken family. We managed to stay on great terms for the babies. After all I had met my ex husband when I was just 16! Shortly after my divorce I found myself in a new relationship. Got PG with my third child and was head over heels in love with my SO. We talked about marriage and building a life together for our 5 kids. (he had 2 from his previous marriage) Through the course of this new relationship my SO exhibited signs of anger and aggression issues. (that ultimately lead to our final separation) I had numerous problems with his ex wife and even worse, problems with him cheating with his customers and lying about it towards the end. By the time I finally figured out who he truly was I had had a misscarriage one more beautiful blessing. I often wondered how much of what his ex wife had said to me was true. But he would assure me no one wanted a woman with 4 kids and even worse one who could no longer bear kids. I was at an all time low. I went into depression and he was just too busy with his life to care. My kids punctuality was horrible. Their sports and extra curriculars took a back seat to sleeping and worrying. My older kids finally reached out to their father and he tried to help but my SO saw it as an attack on himself and our relationship that was almost non existent. We were roommates with me picking up the bills and other expenses while he lived in my home ,ate my food, and slept in my bed. He had no shame leaving me his older kids, which I really didn't mind his two older kids are just blessings and I developed a great relationship with his daughter, for me to watch while he yook time to himself.The night it all fell to crap, he physically assaulted me, and verbally assaulted my oldest daughter. That's when I closed the door on that relationship. Since then me and my ex husband reconciled, took Christian counceling form our church and recently got married. He loves and adores my two smallest kids and they see him as dad! My youngest (he just turned 2) will often prefer him over me. I don't think I have been this happy EVER. To see my best friend of 15 years pick up a broken family and make it whole is AMAZING. We just recently had a custody hearing for my smallest. And they are now allowed to spend the night with their bio-father. Their attitude towards my husband changes every time they visit their father. It's a struggle and we find ourselves getting mentally prepared for the weekends at dad's. He puts so much trash into their heads besides that my daughter comes home with stories about how her papi is always figthing with his gf. How does one deal with this? Do we correct the kids? Do we let it slide????