Her Parents’ Love

I am her mother. A girl needs her mother. No one can love her like her mother does. She needs me. 

I told the teenager watching my baby that her father knew I was coming to take her tonight – that it was planned. I had put on my best dress and touched up my makeup before coming to the door, and as long as I kept my eyes downcast and managed to stop my hands from shaking too badly she would have no reason to doubt me. I gave her all the crinkled bills I could find in my sweatshirt pocket and she didn’t even glance back as she left. 

Now it is just me and my baby. We are together again just like we were meant to be. She will fill the emptiness and I will get better. We will play with dolls and have tea parties and play princesses. No one can keep us apart. Everything is going to be okay.

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She took her! My ex-wife came to my house and stole my sweet baby girl to take her God knows where. I called the police and tried to tell them as much as possible about the places she used to go and the people she may have reached out to, but as I drive around town looking for any sign of them I am terrified. I can’t help but think that this is my fault; that I gave that insane woman too many chances and now she is going to harm the most important person in my world and I don’t know how to stop her. 

It hurt when no amount of rehab or counseling made a difference; it burned when I found her cheating on me; it stung when I knew no amount of “I love you’s” could fix us; it broke my heart when our baby girl was born and I knew that I had to divorce the woman I thought was the love of my life in order to protect the precious gift that is my daughter. But this, this is going to kill me. 

It’s been nearly two years since we saw the woman last and I thought my sweet angel was safe. I was so wrong. I can’t ever forgive her for this. If anything happens to my baby girl the police had better find the woman first because I won’t be able to hold back, not anymore; never again. Hold on, sweetheart, Daddy's coming.