I went away for the weekend and our home fell apart
I'm so glad I wasn't home. Im sure it is better this way. I left my daughter with my husband on his weekend with his two kids. Background. SKids pretty hostile towards my 2 year old, their half sister. Apparently they were being rude to her. She fell down the stairs and they wouldn't help her. She went to them with her arms out and they ignored her. My husband decided that until they treated "all" people, including their little sister, with kindness and respect, they would lose priviledges.
So, off went their door, So they barracaded the entry. The story goes on. I wasn't there but I heard the horrible details, down to the girl, almost 13, holding her brother back, so that he would not do what my husband told them to do. DH said he just couldn't take it anymore and told them to get a ride home. He's never done that. He was crying too, which I have not seen. He is a broken man when it comes to these kids. I don't get it.
Now, what happens. It doesn't appear that they will come back. Why should they? They don't want to and it is sooooo hard on us. What does this mean? Should we say they are welcome anytime at our home as long as they are respectful, and just wait until they come around, if ever? Do we enfore the visitation schedule and continue in counselling and suffer every Thursday and every other weekend?
This is devestating. I worry about my husband and the feelings of loss. I worry about the impact on his kids, although it appears the damage is already done. And I worry about us.
My husband seemed happy today when I called. He and our two year old went to an Oktober Festival with another family and played all day. Today they went to church and are now canoeing. They are both relaxed and happy. I feel guilty that I want only this life and not the drama and anger with the other kids.
Thoughts, ideas. I'm again, at a loss.