She said he was going to play dirty and we needed to be ready for anything, including false accusations and twisted facts. My dad came home from work that week furious because he’d run into Tom’s co-worker at the hardware store who asked if it was true that I’d kidnapped the baby. Tom had been telling everyone at his office that I wouldn’t let him see his daughter and that I’d stolen her from the hospital without telling him.
The lies were spreading through his whole company, and people who didn’t know the real story were starting to feel sorry for him. Lauren filed our response with the court the next Monday, including sworn statements from three nurses who witnessed Tom’s behavior in the hospital room. She also subpoenaed the doorbell camera footage from our house showing Tom rarely came home during my entire pregnancy except to grab clothes or food.
The footage showed him leaving early every morning and coming back after midnight most nights while I was on strict bed rest alone. We included the delivery company’s invoice showing they’d installed the hospital bed while Tom was at work and hadn’t even known about it. That Thursday, my phone rang and Tom’s mother was crying, so hard I could barely understand her at first.
She kept saying she had no idea what Tom had really said to me about the pregnancy being disgusting and boring. She’d believed him when he said I was being hormonal and dramatic, but now she knew the truth after talking to my mom. She offered to testify on my behalf about Tom’s behavior and said she’d already written a statement about the baby shower and how Tom never told her about it.
Lauren was shocked when I told her because having Tom’s own mother on our side would be huge for the custody case. Two weeks after Luna was born, we went for her checkup, and the pediatrician noticed how tired and stressed I looked. She asked what was going on, and I explained about the custody battle and Tom’s threats to take Luna away.
The doctor examined Luna thoroughly and then sat at her computer typing for 10 minutes straight. She printed out a detailed letter stating that Luna was thriving under my care, gaining weight perfectly, and showing zero signs of neglect or harm. She handed me copies for my lawyer and said she’d testify if needed about Luna’s perfect health under my care.
That night I was nursing Luna when my phone started buzzing with notifications from Facebook. Tom had posted in three different father’s rights groups about how his ex was keeping his newborn daughter from him. He wrote that he’d missed her first weeks because I refused to let him visit, and that the family court system was broken.
Within an hour, I had dozens of angry messages from strangers calling me every name you can imagine. Men I’d never met were sending threats about what happens to women who steal kids from their fathers. My sister took screenshots of everything while I blocked account after account, but they kept coming.
Tom’s post had been shared over 200 times by morning, and the messages got worse. Someone found my LinkedIn and posted my work information in the comments. Another person posted photos of my parents’ house from Google Street View, saying this was where I was hiding the baby.
Lauren filed for an emergency restraining order that same day, attaching all the screenshots and messages. The judge read through just the first few pages before looking up with disgust on her face. She granted the temporary order immediately and said Tom had to stay 500 feet away until our custody hearing.
She also ordered him to remove all social media posts about me or Luna within 24 hours. My sister spent the whole next week creating the most detailed timeline I’d ever seen. She’d gone back through Tom’s Facebook to when we first announced the pregnancy three years into trying.
His early posts were all about being a future dad and how excited he was. Then she showed month by month how his posts changed. By my second trimester, he never mentioned the pregnancy at all.
During my third trimester, when I was huge and uncomfortable, he was posting photos from bars and golf courses. She found posts where friends asked about the baby and he either ignored them or gave vague responses. The contrast was shocking when laid out chronologically.
She printed everything in color and organized it in a binder with tabs for each month. Lauren said it was the best evidence she’d seen showing Tom’s complete disconnection from the pregnancy. Tom’s lawyer filed a motion the following week demanding all my medical records.
He claimed they needed to verify my mental state and whether I was fit to care for Luna. The motion said I might have postpartum psychosis and be a danger to the baby. Lauren fought it hard, saying it was a fishing expedition and harassment.
The judge scheduled a hearing just on this issue. At the hearing, Tom’s lawyer argued they had a right to know if I was mentally stable. Lauren countered that I’d already provided the pediatrician’s letter showing Luna was thriving.
The judge split the difference and said they could only access my postpartum records from after Luna’s birth. Nothing from during the pregnancy or before. Lauren immediately scheduled me with a therapist that week to get ahead of whatever Tom was planning.
The therapist was recommended by Lauren as someone who’d testified in custody cases before. I spent three sessions telling her everything, from the fertility treatments through Tom’s behavior to the current situation. She took detailed notes and ran some standard evaluations.
Her report stated clearly that I was dealing with situational stress from the custody battle but showed no signs of depression or other mental health issues. She wrote that my reactions were completely normal for someone facing legal threats and harassment. She documented that I was bonding well with Luna and meeting all her needs.
Two days later, my phone rang from a number I didn’t recognize. Tom’s brother was on the other end sounding upset. He said Tom had called him the night before asking him to sign a statement.
Tom wanted him to say he’d witnessed me refusing to let Tom see Luna at the hospital. His brother said Tom offered to pay him $5,000 to lie. He refused and told Tom he was disgusting for even asking.
Tom’s brother said he’d testify for me instead about how Tom really acted during the pregnancy. He said Tom had complained constantly about how gross pregnancy was and how I’d gotten fat and boring. Lauren added him to our witness list immediately.
That weekend, Lauren called with news from the private investigator she’d hired. Tom had been living with a woman from his office since the day Luna was born. The investigator had photos of Tom carrying boxes into her apartment and his car in her driveway every night.
They’d been seen at restaurants together, and she’d been wearing a necklace Tom bought her with our credit card. The investigator kept digging and found something worse. He discovered Tom had been telling this woman for months that he was planning to divorce me.
The investigator found their text messages through a mutual friend who was disgusted by Tom’s behavior. The messages dated back to when I was on bed rest. Tom was complaining about being stuck with a pregnant wife and how he couldn’t wait to be free.
There were photos of them at a steakhouse the night I was in the hospital with preterm labor. Another photo showed them kissing in his car while I was home on strict bed rest. The woman had posted on Instagram about her new man, with photos of Tom while I was 8 months pregnant.
Lauren said this evidence would destroy any claim Tom had to being a devoted father. The next morning, Tom’s grandmother called Lauren’s office directly. She’d gotten the number from my mom and wanted to help.
She offered to write a sworn statement about the family dinner where she wrote Tom out of her will. She described how Tom had shown no remorse when confronted by the family. She said he’d actually blamed me for making him look bad by not talking about the pregnancy.
She wrote that Tom said I was being dramatic and vindictive. His grandmother included details about how Tom had laughed when his aunt suggested he apologize. She said she’d never been more disappointed in her grandson.
Three weeks before our custody hearing, there was a pre-trial conference with both lawyers and the judge. Tom’s lawyer tried to negotiate for immediate unsupervised visitation, saying Tom deserved to bond with his daughter. Lauren shut it down fast, presenting evidence of the restraining order violation when Tom hadn’t removed all the social media posts.
She showed the judge photos of Tom with his girlfriend and argued he was a flight risk. She said he’d already shown he’d lie and manipulate to get what he wanted. The judge agreed to keep supervised visitation only until the full hearing.
Two days later, Tom’s boss’s wife called Lauren with more information. She’d written down everything from the baby shower, including how Tom’s own mother had no idea about it. She said Tom’s mother cried when she found out because Tom never told her about the shower.
The statement showed Tom completely disconnected from the pregnancy, and his own family didn’t even know basic things. Lauren added it to our growing pile of evidence. That same afternoon, my bank called about unusual activity on our joint account.
I logged in and saw Tom had emptied everything the day after Luna was born. $23,000 gone while I was still in the hospital recovering. The bank showed me the withdrawal slip with Tom’s signature, and the teller remembered him saying he needed it for a family emergency.
Lauren filed financial abuse charges immediately and got a freeze on Tom’s personal accounts. She said this showed his real priorities, and the judge would see through any devoted father act. The next morning started with pounding on my parents’ front door.
A woman I’d never seen before was screaming that I was keeping Tom from his baby. My dad looked through the peephole and told her to leave, but she kept yelling about father’s rights and how I was a terrible mother. She said Tom loved his daughter and I was being vindictive.
My dad called 911 while my mom took Luna upstairs. The police arrived fast, and the woman tried to explain she was just concerned about Tom. The officers asked for her name and ran it through their system.
Turns out she already had a restraining order from the custody case that said she couldn’t come near me or my family. They arrested her right there on the porch while neighbors watched from their windows. She kept screaming Tom’s name as they put her in the patrol car.
Later we found out this was the woman Tom had been living with since Luna was born. The arrest made the 6 o’clock news that night. The reporter stood outside my parents’ house talking about a custody dispute that led to an arrest.
They didn’t use names, but everyone in town knew it was about Tom. His co-workers saw it and started putting pieces together about all his lies. The next day, his workplace called him in and put him on leave while they investigated.
Tom’s lawyer showed up at the courthouse trying to withdraw from the case. He told the judge he couldn’t represent someone who kept lying to him. The judge looked at the calendar and said they were too close to trial for a lawyer change.
She told him he was stuck and had to see it through. Tom’s lawyer looked sick as he sat back down. Lauren loved this because it meant Tom’s own lawyer didn’t believe him anymore.
We scheduled depositions for the next week, and Lauren started with Tom’s secretary. She came in looking nervous but answered everything honestly. She said Tom never mentioned the pregnancy at work.
And when she told him I was in labor, he looked confused. She thought we’d been separated for months because Tom never talked about a baby coming. She remembered him leaving work early sometimes, but it was always for golf, never doctor appointments.
Lauren got her to sign a sworn statement about everything. The country club sent over their records without us even asking for a subpoena. They showed Tom at every single golf game during my entire pregnancy.
