Angry, fed up, and just plain tired

Today started out like a relatively normal day. My almost two year old (22 months in case it matters) was eating lunch and my husband and I were talking about whatever. Then his phone rings. His mom, who lives with his brother and his junkie wife (who he’s saving up to divorce) had DFS called on them and their 5 month old needs a place to stay. We readily agree as he’s a sweet baby and I see it as a favor for my MIL. I could give a rat’s ass about the baby’s ‘mom’ but more on that later. We get there and we have to sit in a meeting to discuss a safety plan and go over our options. Their house is covered in dog piss, garbage, dog shit, and dead roaches. And baby mama also has some drugs stashed there so there’s that. And she’s got a damn excuse for everything, but she gets called out for her bullshit over and over. I love my MIL and she has to watch that baby 24/7 because her son works and his ‘mom’ goes out every day and isn’t interested but Jesus Christ how did she let it get this bad. We’re also there because baby mom (BM now) has been posting shit and using her son to get money on the internet. Constantly. She gets called out, denies it, they bring out proof and it’s a good time.

Anyway, we have him for three days and I was told all of his stuff would be clean because the dog “knows not to pee on his stuff” okay. It’s COVERED in piss. Everything. I spent all day washing his clothes, blankets, and toys. There’s spoiled milk in his bottles. And my MIL brought over some “fresh” breast milk for him (they supplement) so I was mixing him a bottle and the breast milk smelled spoiled. I know what breastmilk generally smells like and this was RANCID. I gave him a straight formula bottle (BM asked me to wean him so she didn’t have to pump bc she didn’t want to stop smoking) and he didn’t spit up violently or choke like they said he does. He burped and went to sleep. They don’t even burp him they told me. I’m making a note of everything for the caseworker because I don’t think he’s safe in that house. I don’t think we can keep him here indefinitely but something’s gotta give. I’m so angry that he lives like that.

Also some backstory on BM and I: she is a narcissist and loves attention. She met us when I was pregnant and was jealous as hell. She tried to be all friendly but she’s honestly unpleasant to be around. Then she told me she hoped I miscarried and would post online to her crackhead friends and tried to get us jumped. I do not like her, she makes my skin crawl. She wouldn’t shut up about how many benefits she’d get when she got pregnant. Literally, just wouldn’t stop. I gave the baby to his parents for one last hug before we went our separate ways and his dad hugged him and just looked so broken. Meanwhile, after making a big show of fake crying off and on all day (she got called out for this too) when he handed the baby to her, she shoved him at me and said “oh, haha, he wants you!” No, he wanted his dad and grandma. A funny palate cleanser though, she was getting his stuff over and she brings me this bag and tells me “this is his baby food and he has this stuff, it’s called rice cereal and it’s like a cereal” I wanted to laugh soo bad. Like, I’m fully aware of what that is, thanks 😂

Also forgot to add, he’s got FAS. She’s an alcoholic and drank until she was 14 weeks pregnant