On the Way Home from Preschool, My Daughter Asked If I’d Cry
When She Went to the Ocean with 'Her Other Mom and Dad'
Six weeks ago, four-year-old Tess casually mentioned her “other mom,” Lizzie, while we drove home from preschool. My world shattered as she revealed plans to visit the ocean with Lizzie and her dad, Daniel, who called me “evil.” I stayed calm, dropping Tess at my mom’s for a nap, then checked our nanny cam. Footage confirmed my suspicions: Daniel and Lizzie, intimate on our couch. I printed screenshots, contacted my lawyer, and served Daniel divorce papers. He
moved in with Lizzie, but I ensured Tess felt loved, allowing her connection with Lizzie. I took Tess and my mom on a healing beach trip, where Tess admitted loving me most. At Tess’s fifth birthday, planned by Lizzie, I confronted her about Tess’s “evil” comment—she had no answer. That night, Tess cherished our beach memories, drifting off as I reflected on my strength. A photo of us three now stands on our mantle, a testament to resilience.
