Birthday ruined 😒

Jacks

So today’s my birthday right.. right ok so. A week ago I asked my fiancé’s ex if we could have the kids today for dinner (she has them throughout the week) and to our surprise she actually said yes. Cool! Sweet! This is great! Things have been going so well, being cordial, happily coparenting (for the first time in 8 months) Thank you for allowing us to have them!

Then last name came. She asked my fiancé for the Harry Potter and Star Wars movies that were still at his house (that are his and he bought with his money literally two or three years ago). He politely was just like well you know they are mine and so no I’m sorry you can’t have them. Simple? Right? Wrong.

She said “well I guess you don’t want the kids that bad for Jackie’s birthday tomorrow. Lol”

WHAT.

So you’re telling me you’re going to be so petty as to keep the kids from being with us on my birthday because you didn’t get MOVIES THAT WEREN’T YOURS?!?!?!

I seriously just sat there and told him to give her the damn things. Like who cares, I will literally buy a whole new set. But in another way he’s right. Why let hold the kids over our heads over something as petty as this?!?! Even just to THREATEN that?!

Not only am I in disbelief because I didn’t think she could be ANY lower than that...

I have been helping her get stuff from the our house still. She left a few boxes and kids furniture (that again, he bought) here and me being the peace keeping person I am, I said cool I’ll bring it all to work with me, which is like halfway between both ours and her houses, and help you get all of it.

You are not screwing over your “baby daddy” here my dear. You’re screwing over your kids that have been talking about this for weeks and me, the one person that has been as nice as could be and has given you and helped you get whatever you needed/wanted.

He has already told her that he’ll bring the movies after she said that.. and has texted her twice asking about getting the kids. And now she left just stopped responding.

Well I’m done. I’m done being overly nice to you and getting nothing in return. I’m done keeping the peace. I’m done responding. Thank you for ruining my birthday over something THIS petty. You want the rest of your shit? Come get it. I’m staying out of it.