Journaling All the Days of My Life: Proud Daddy!

Continuation from May 4, 2009 (1:36pm cst)… For the next six months I continued to go along with everything. I continued the relationship with Thyler’s family because after I told his mom, he never questioned it. But you do reap what you sow.

One evening my phone rang and it was Thyler calling.
I answered, “Hello.”
“Is Shala in?”
“This is she,” I replied. “Who’s this?”
“Thyler. What’s up?”
“Nothing, getting D’Wahn dressed.”
“Do you feel like taking momma to the store?” he asked.
“Yea…”
“I gave momma some money so she could buy him some stuff.”
“Okay, I’m waiting on my friend Andreya. When she gets here we’ll come over there. Can you give me about an hour?” I said.
“Alright. I’ll be gone but I’ll tell here to be ready. I’ll see ya’ll when ya’ll get back,” he replied.

We hung up the phone and I continued getting my son dressed to go. When Andreya arrived I asked her if she could take me to Thyler’s house. By this time a few of my friends knew the situation but Gavin didn’t or if he did I didn’t know. When we got there Thyler’s mom asked us to take her K-Mart to go shopping for her grandbaby. She was happy to see him. Every time he came over she had a smile on her face. “He sure is getting big,” she said smiling looking in the back seat, “What granny’s baby been doing?” Ms. Darian looked over at me, “Thyler is so happy about being a father. He even went out and got a job. He gave me this money and asked if I would go with you to get D’Wahn some things he needed.” I smiled and said, “I really appreciate this.” Ms. Darian never asked me again about the other guy and she never treated me different even after me telling her that D’Wahn was not her grandchild. Everyone in his family took to my son. Whenever we stopped by to visit he was spoiled rotten.

We looked around K-Mart and Ms. Darian said, “Thyler said to get him a playpen, bouncer, walker and some toys to play with. Oh and get him some diapers, bottles and some bibs for the house. Does he have enough diapers and stuff at your house?” “Yes!” I replied. His mother walked up and down the baby aisles, “They sho’ have some cute things in here.” She put her arms out and D’Wahn reached for her. She took him out of my arms, “Yo’ daddy is gon’ have your butt spoiled to death ain’t he.” It felt weird hearing her say those things. When we dropped her off Thyler came out to the car and peeped his head through the window, “What’s up man?” D’Wahn sat in his car seat smiling and cooing. “You want to spend the night with daddy boi?” he asked him as if he could say yes. “Let me see em’ Shala,” he said stepping back from the car giving me enough room to get him out the back seat. Once he got em’ out the car he didn’t want to give him back, “Let em’ stay for a while,” he said wiping D’Wahn’s chin with his bib, “You look too cool dude. Where his hat at?” I reached into the back seat and grabbed his hat and handed it to him. “So when do you want me to come back and get him,” I asked. “Maybe about 9 o’clock tonight or so,” he said putting D’Wahn’s hat on, “He gon’ chill with his dad for a while.” I got back in the car, “Alright. Call me.” “Hold on,” he said, “I forgot I have some more stuff for him in the house.” He took D’Wahn in the house and came back out with two more bags, “His uncle got this stuff for him today. He got stuff here so take this with you.” I couldn’t believe this, “Thyler he has too many clothes,” I said looking in the bag. “My son can’t never have too much,” he replied.

When I got home I told my mom about what had just taken place. I told her that I felt so bad. I asked why were they constantly doing things for my son if he’s not biologically his. I got to the point where I didn’t let it bother me anymore. I knew that I had been honest with his mother and I knew she had told her son. I thought to myself that maybe Thyler just wanted a baby.

Thyler did a lot for my son and Gavin didn’t do too much. He had a new girlfriend and wasn’t paying my child that much attention. Plus I had started hearing from people around town that he was denying my son. He had never denied him to me but there were rumors. Thyler was the one who made sure all his needs were met. I would ask Gavin to keep him here and there and to get milk and things sometimes so that he wouldn’t be so suspicious on why I didn’t need his help.

One day my phone rang and it was Thyler. He asked me could we put D’Wahn in his last name and take a family photo. I was kinda lost for words. I’m thinking to myself, “This man wants to put a child in his last name who is not biologically his.” I told him that I would think about it. A few days later I took D’Wahn over to Thyler’s and dropped him off for the night. Well, that next day I went to pick my son up and Thyler’s girlfriend was over (this was my first time seeing her). I don’t know why but I felt a little uneasy seeing her. I didn’t know who all Gavin knew so I got my son and left.