SorryI have to disagree with you here.
If you want to be a part of your child's life, you fight every day. You stand outside or their home and scream "I LOVE YOU!" You make it a point to get to court every day of the year. You hire lawyer after lawyer. You call the news stations and have them report on the woman that is keeping your babies from you. You call the police. You go to their school. You go to their football games, their baseball games, their dance recitals, etc.
You don't wait until they are old enough to read the court reports.
Believe me, God himself could not keep my husband or myself away from our children. We would fight to the death to be with them.
And I certainly would NOT have the time to create another family. How do you get time to even meet people when you are fighting every day of your life to be with your child?
There would be no other purpose in life.
Until you have truly walked in those shoes. You have no idea what you would do.
Well lets see it doesn't help when your ex is sleeping with the judge over seeing the case. At that time the law stated the case had to stay with the orginial judge. So another judge couldn't take it over.
When the kids did visit (I can only think of 4 maybe 5 visits in 10 years), it ended up being a nightmare. Because the next week it would be back in court. If we got anything that she thought was of value, she would take my dad to court wanting to know how he could afford that.
Example: My mother got a used van with almost 100k miles on it. The ex came down the road and took pictures of it the week it was bought. The next week the courts ordered the van sold and the money given to the ex. Because if we could afford a van then he could afford to give the money to his kids. ON TOP OF THE CHILD SUPPORT!
When my dad broke his back and was unable to work. He was flat on his back in a hospital bed in our dining room. His lawyer went to court to get Child Support lowered. The ex went after my mother's pay for his child support. He was in a body cast from under his arms to below his waist. The judge ordered his arrest for non-support (he was 2 days late in making a payment), the cops that were sent to pick him up, refused to do so. The judge ordered him in court the next day. The amdulance had to come pick him and he had to be rolled into court on a gurney.
This was mean of us all, but when that judge died we all let out a breath of relief. Because it was never stopped until then.
His kids thought the worse of him. He was never given the chance to show them that he loved them. Christmas gifts would be returned unopened. My mother kept them all. Years later she showed them to his kids so they could see that he tried. He would try to go to their games, but would be asked to leave the property or be arrested. It's not a matter of not trying. It's not a matter of giving up. It was a matter of wait and hope for him.
His kids are now 40, 38, and 33. Sadly they all 3 still see him for his money. The oldest comes around because his kids love their papa and nana(my mother). The younger 2 only when they need or want something. Not a one of them contacted him on father's day or his birthday. He called all 3 of them on theirs.