My husband and I decided to finally round up the kids and take them out for a little cruise after a couple days of being cooped in due to the arctic freeze. In South Texas it does not really get incredibly cold, but this past week has been FREEZING, at least for us. Anyway, we bundled them up and loaded them in the Jeep when I realized that I could hear somebody yelling in the distance. My husband and I looked at each other with curiosity in both of our eyes as we carefully peeked from behind our car. It sounded like a small car crash and then we heard a girl screaming, “Who the FUCK is this?. I could not really understand what the problem was but from what I could see, the girl was not happy about the two guys hanging out together. She had a baby in her hands, probably around the same age as my little boy; one year old and it was really hitting home for me seeing her struggling with that guy and trying to keep her baby safe. He screamed at her to get in the back of the car and she refused, he grabbed her and tried to shove her in but she fought back and said “I am holding the baby you idiot!”, and that’s when I decided I HAD to call the police. I had a very bad feeling and I felt like I had to help protect her and the baby. I heard her scream at him, “Get out, this is MY car!”, and after about seven minutes of this chaos they finally noticed us looking at them. The guy screams at her again to get in the back of the car and this time she agrees. My throat felt tight as I saw her climb into the back of that car with her little baby, but I could not stop her. How could I? He didn’t even give her a chance to close the door of the car when he sped off all violently like an idiot. I was terrified for her and the baby, I was shaking. I reported everything that I saw to the police and prayed that the police could get to her before something terrible happened. My family and I drove around town, did a few errands and headed back to our apartment about an hour and a half later. Our apartment complex was infested with cops when we arrived, my heart sank. My husband got down first to get down some stuff we had bought from the store and I saw one of the cops beginning to approach the Jeep. I quickly hopped out and he asked me if I knew a man named, we will call him Joe. I said no but asked if he was the one that got into a fight with his girlfriend, because I was the one that called it in. He informed me that the guy ended up pushing the girl out of a moving car, she broke her ankle, he took the baby, AND he was under the influence! I could not believe what I was hearing, I felt so bad like maybe I should have stepped in. I don’t know, but I just felt like maybe if I had done something different, the baby would have been ok and the girl would not have a broken ankle. It has been a full day since this incident and I have not heard any updates. I hope and pray that that family is ok and healing from that situation. The reason I am even writing about this is because I want girls out there to know that they are not alone. Domestic violence is real, and it does not always have to be physical to be abuse. Sometimes girls feel afraid to call the police on their significant others because they are afraid that they will get beat, or even killed. It is a truly tough situation to deal with, I have had a few close friends that have had to deal with this terrible situation. In the end, they came out so much stronger than they ever believed they could be and that showed me that there is always hope. There is a light at the end of every tunnel and sometimes you just have to be brave enough to make it all the way to the end. There is always a way out, there is always an answer. Do what is best for YOU, and never apologize for making decisions that are going to better YOUR life or YOUR happiness. Specially if there are children involved, you have to put on your big girl panties and make decisions for your kids, not for you anymore. Children do not get to pick who their father is or who is around their environment, you do, so don’t fuck it up. You only have one life to live and you deserve to be the happiest, best version of yourself you could be. Be the person you wish you had around when you were little and just keep your head up high. You are never, ever alone.
Truths from a Mommy 