12/26/2025
My baby daddy got a new girlfriend and all of a sudden the word âco-parentingâ turned into âgroup project.â
She started saying âweâ a lot.
âWe decided.â
âWe think.â
âWe feel.â
Which is interesting⊠because I didnât miss a single night feeding.
I didnât miss pediatric appointments.
I didnât miss birthdays, fevers, sleepless nights, or sacrifices.
But here she come, fresh off the sidelines, talking like she earned a jersey.
Then one day my baby daddy tells me,
âShe feels like you donât respect her role.â
I said, âWhat role?â
Because letâs be very clear.
Holding my child for a few hours does not equal raising my child.
Posting pictures does not equal parenting.
Being present for the fun parts does not mean you were present for the hard parts.
She wants authority without responsibility.
A title without the work.
Respect without contribution.
And my baby daddy enables it because it makes his life easier.
Itâs easier to let another woman argue with me than to step up himself.
But the funny part is this.
When the child is sick, they call me.
When decisions need to be made, they call me.
When money is needed, suddenly itâs âbetween me and him.â
So donât try to replace me in the easy parts and disappear in the hard ones.
I told him one thing and I meant it.
âIf she wants a seat at the table, she needs to bring something to it besides opinions.â
Because motherhood is not a costume you put on when itâs convenient.
And Iâm not threatened by a girlfriend who hasnât lasted long enough to see winter.