Twists and Turns

Twists and Turns

by Amber Dillon


     I know it has been a long while since my last true blog, but this one is an actual blog and not one of my stories; don't worry I'll post more stories too,lol. This post is going to be my journey from where I was a year ago til now; so bear with me, it might be a little long, lol. This is my confession to everything that has happened to me up to this point.

2018:

Last year, around June 4th,2018 I found out with my husband that we were having another baby; we both couldn't believe it. Well, a few months before hand, we had a falling out around our oldest's child, Serenity's, second birthday. We were only separated only for a few days, but that was only the beginning. When I went back to him, I didn't feel right and was put down a lot because I was pregnant and couldn't save enough money to have when I would go into maturity leave. I was always in and out of the hospital due to being pregnant, I was always dehydrated and always sick no matter what I ate and or smelled. Anyways, a few months after we found out we were pregnant, my grandmother aka Gma had passed away; we had a falling out again, so I packed up both mine and my eldest's stuff and moved back in with my mom. A few weeks later, I found out I was having another girl, that made me so happy. Her name was going to be, Savanna Grace Dillon; well just to bring it up quick to this point, I went over to the house to talk to him and he pushed himself onto me and had sex with me; I understand that we were married, but I just wanted to talk and I kept asking him to stop and pushing him away; I finally gave in because he was too strong and I didn't need to hurt myself and Savanna. So, we made up and I moved back home, than came a couple months later, when we got into an argument where I walked out of the house to cool off and walked halfway down the road to my mom's because he took the car keys from me; he came and picked me up from where I was and we headed back to the house. I put my purse down and wanted to go to the bathroom because I had a baby on my bladder,lol; well, he wouldn't let me out of the room to go to the bathroom, he kept pushing me backwards and I was trying to push through, he had had enough and than lifted me onto the bed where I said "You know I'm pregnant are you trying to hurt Savanna?" he said "No and I don't care, you're not leaving again". I was in tears and I didn't know what to do. I got released from work early due to medical issues and I was in the hospital not long after that due to passing out in the doctor's chair; I had to beg him to come see me and bring our oldest with him as well. Not even a few days later I was back in the hospital but our youngest was born; Savanna Grace Dillon was born on December 31st,2018 at 2:59pm 4lbs 9oz 17in she was born exactly a month early so she was born a preemie.

Now comes the turns in the road, everything before hand was the twists.

2019:

It is a brand new year, and there is a new born in the house along with a toddler who is into everything, like a normal toddler, lol. Anyways, I am looking for a job for when I am released back to work from maturity leave; I found a good job and couldn't wait to start, but there was one little kink, I would've been making a little bit more money than he was. Well, it turns out it was kinda of a problem but kinda wasn't; I chose a job where it was more beneficial for the children and on each other, but that didn't sound like the case to him. He got what he wanted with his half of the taxes and I got what I wanted, but after that, things went south real quick. Since he had gotten a couple of "big boy toys" with taxes, he felt like he had more control over me with weapons; except that it was thinking he had control over me, when he didn't. One day at the house, in late July, in our children's room, we were arguing and were on opposite sides of the room; I was standing in the doorway and he was by the window when he came at me, shook me and said "what the fuck is your problem?" and than threw me to the ground in front of our children. So, I get up in tears and said I was going to the store to get a couple things for the girls; I called my daddy in tears because I didn't know what to do. Well, a about a week later, I finally packed up the girls' stuff and mine and drove about ten hours to Florida to where I knew we would be safe.

I am now fighting for my children and they are worth everything; every dime, they are my everything, my world. My babies are apart of me and there is nothing that can break that bond that I have with both my girls. I know how they act around certain people, what they like, what they don't like, etc. I know them inside and out. The person I am with now, we both have a good job and we are going to parenting classes to prove that we are both fit as parents. I am doing everything that I can to show the courts that both myself and the person I am with are a good fit with the girls. I have a school plan, a meal plan, etc. for them. 

Mama loves you Serenity and Savanna and I can't wait to see you soon.

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