Sad

It's sad when it's obvious someone who should care about your child doesn't. It's sad when they don't acknowledge his existence unless he's there in person, which isn't often. It's sad how I have to just sit back and see it happen, even though every inch of my being cannot fathom how someone can act that way and not understand how wrong it is.

The saddest part of all, however, is as your child grows up, he'll notice this and wonder why.

I just pray that all the love and attention he gets from those who do genuinely care lessens the sting when he does finally notice.

Sorry for the vent. I had to get this off my mind before I went to bed :)