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I'm mad at H again, go figure

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So I cannot frikkin believe him! His shift ends at 6:15 a.m. and he can be home in like 15 minutes. So guess what? He rocks up at 7:20. I was finishing putting my makeup on and asked him how his night went. He says, "Ok." I ask, in a nice way, where he's been...work late? So he's all "I was talking." And that's that...no explaination...who, where, what...nothing.

Need opinions...is to time to give up?

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I came home Friday and brought groceries in to find the BM in my family room. I knew she was there cuz I saw her car outside and she wasn't in it. I tried hard not to be angry, so I grunted hello and went up stairs to put away my purse. I came back down and tried to calmly tell her that I didn't feel good about her being in my house and that our agreement was that she didnt' do it...so please wait outside next time. She launches into a full scale attack on me yelling in front of her kid and saying that she can put me out of there anytime she wanted to.

Am I a freak because I'm *not* angry?

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My skids are pretty lazy and make messes worse than toddlers. When they take a shower at night, they leave it dirty and the bathroom in shambles. They fight and argue and get into trouble. And they are not the most respectful little humans either. At 12 and 13, you'd think they'd be better--more civilized. But they're not.

My first night alone with the skids

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DH cooked us all dinner and I got home about 45 mins before he had to leave for his job on our company's night shift. He made a really nice dinner, and the skids came in to eat...another family dinner. The boys were really pretty well behaved except for ss12...he was throwing food around in a mini-fit because he couldn't stay outside playing with his friends. DH was all on him and ss13 about being good today and for me, or else he would rip their arms off and beat them to death with the bloody ends.(I exaggerate, but he was pretty intense, although not worthy of calling CPS lol).

And back to things that suck....again...

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So DH is supposed to start on nights this week. We had what I thought was a reasonable schedule...we agreed how to handle his kids and what was going to happen. So then last night he tells me that bm is picking up the skids today after dinner and taking them home with her...because tomorrow ss12 has summer sports camp at 7:30 am. Ok, thats cool...I get that these are their kids and they can decide what to do with them and whatever...and I even give them both credit for not sticking me with the dropoff/pickup detail when I have to be at work by 8:30.

Amid the chaos, there is hope and happiness in little things

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We had an amazing time last night. The skids and I were left alone while DH went and ran some errands. We had a super time and got along great. It makes me feel good that we've been able to have such a great relationship, especially when the stepdad their bm is with isn't all that super...in fact, the skids would always rather be with us then them, and that's their mother!

A new fly in the ointment :(

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Well if things weren't bad enough, my mom went into the hospital Friday. After spending my weekend there with her, it turns out she is passing more kidney stone pieces...and all the stress of my older brother's passing has caused her to develop shingles...and if that's not enough they found a spot on her lung while doing all this testing (my brother died from lung cancer). So all is bad on the mom front.

Getting Courage

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So many women on here talk about going along with their bf/dh when they pickup/drop off their kids at the bm's house...or having to go along to whatevers that involve the bm.
I give everyone so much credit for doing that. I haven't gotten the nerve yet to insist that I come too.
I feel very conflicted. It's like, I know why we go with the men to whatever the bm has going on...we need to protect our investment in the relationship and to let the bm's know that we are not going to go away or let them get away with the crap they try to pull.

the first of the dropoff/pickups and nobody was killed

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Following our bloody battles the last couple of weeks, I was really a little tense about the first time ew was going to drop off the skids last night.
Me and dh and been over at his friends house...I was enjoying the time with their new baby and was feeling a bit of the baby blues. We'd gone out to dinner and had a really lovely evening and decided to hang out there until it was about time for ew to bring the skids home, about 10:30.
So we went home and had a nice time just playing around with one another and just being fun like we used to be, and got ready for bed.

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