Update: Things went well this morning. My mom was able to get in touch with my sister and talk some sense into her. She’s found a job and starts work Monday. In the mean time, she’s going to live with one of her friends and start paying half the rent on her apartment. Mom was able to talk enough sense into my sister to convince her that it would be best for my nephew to remain here, living with us, for the time being.
We all went to the courthouse, where my sister voluntarily signed over custody to my mother for the time being. This is win-win for everyone involved, especially the baby.
My mom is a good, good person who managed to raise two of her children right. I’m not a saint by any measure, but I think I do well enough. My sister needs help, and my anger has turned more into wanting her to get that way. The friend she’s living with is good people – our family has known her for quite a while, and she’s managed to get a great job and an apartment. Hopefully, living in the real world will help my sister get over her troubles. She says she’s been clean for a few weeks, but who knows. I hope she knows that no one is out to get her-- we just want what’s best for the baby, and for her.
Naive at times, my mom has always let a lot slide. She’s always sided by her kids, and for that, I’ve been thankful. But I’m 100% confident that she took the right step this time. She doesn’t want to make trouble for anyone, but her first concern is that baby, and she’s not backing down from this one. My whole family is rallying behind her, even my father, who hasn’t been on the best of terms with her in a while. She definitely needs that kind of support with my step-father gone for a while.
We all went to lunch afterwards, and it was as if a tremendous burden had been lifted from everyone. I think my sister even feels better knowing that she can focus on getting her shit together while having the baby in a loving home. Mom isn’t going to prevent her from coming by to see the kid, or taking him to dinner, or anything like that – I think she was afraid that custody meant “no more kid.”
So, we’ve still got a long road to go down. I’m hopeful that in a year, we can look back and shake our heads at things ever being this bad. But things are looking up, at least. I just put my nephew down for a nap, and it feels really good to know that he’s somewhere safe and stable.
Thanks for everyone’s support. This kind of turned into a lame story by Pit standards, but I hope you can see how I was just… mad as hell, to put it mildly, last night. 