While skid was here for Christmas visitation, BM and her husband were paid a visit. A woman and a young child showed-up at their door, on Christmas Day, to spread the good news that he has a child.
Apparently this child is 6 months older than BM’s child - putting this child being born a month or two before BM and her husband got married (BM was roughly 5 or 6 months pregnant when they tied the knot).
This has been confirmed by several adults and skid.
I hear BM’s husband is already starting to have his child every other weekend for visitation.
and I suspect it’s my MIL.
Skid has been gone a good 10 days and I’ve noticed our young bios have been mentioning BM’s toddler with her current husband in conversation, as if they know him.
Someone’s pushing this “Skid’s half-brother is faaaaaaamily” narrative, post skid’s visit. And given ALL the drama and BS behavior from BM, past and present, why is this okay?
I mean, I know it’s okay to MIL, but why in the world should this be okay with me?
I guess I’m looking for ideas how to tackle this, because it has my nerves frazzled.
In my most recent blog post I stated that DH slipped up and told me that a few months ago he found out that BM had put an income inquiry in with the state.
DH currently pays $600/mo, which he pays directly to skid’s school, as that’s her monthly tuition cost.
He finally opened the mail he received from our previous city, state (where BM and skid reside) that has been sitting there for days upon days.
Per the papers, BM not only put in for a potential CS increase, but she is requesting an extra $350/mo for “medical expenses”.
He returned to work yesterday morning. The kids and I got up bright and early too. We went to Target to buy Christmas decorations and wrapping paper on clearance, make some exchanges, and buy some other needed things.
Once we got home, I fed them lunch, took down the Christmas tree (it was so, SO dry this year), packed-up Christmas, cleaned the rest of the house and then took them to the park, because it was a sunny, warm 66 degrees out.
By the time DH got home I was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Just utterly exhausted mentally and physically.
Well, December 17th, DD’s birthday AND skid’s Christmas visitation arrival date rolled around and it was surprisingly wonderful.
The kids and I followed through with the plans I set forth for that day to celebrate her birthday. We went out of town to have fun at a massive children’s museum; I generously shopped for DD (and DS) in the gift shop; we went out for a fun meal at an interactive local restaurant. I paid for ALL of it and it felt SO good.
DH and I had a heated text exchange, while I was at work today. Ultimately, I ended up clapping back at him in regards to how I have to lurk his parent’s public social media accounts, every effing year, just to find out when skid will be here for summer AND Christmas visitation.
DH said “Skid will be here on the 17th.”
I didn’t even bother inquiring how long he knew this information, because I always get a “I just found out myself, momjeans!”
Skid is currently Student Of The Month. She’s consistently an honor roll student, we’re already aware of this, but apparently it was newsworthy enough to consume an entire evening of group texting about it.
DH and I put the littles to bed last night (they go to bed early - like 7:00/7:30) then sat down to watch Seth Meyer’s stand-up on Netflix. DH’s phone starts going off nonstop with a group text between him, skid, and both of his parents. DH says it’s about skid’s Student Of The Month.
Here’s the original post regarding it: https://www.steptalk.org/blog/momjeans/ot-inappropriate-workplace-drama-...
I recently leveled-up at work, so to speak, and this has put me in the position of having to occasionally be around and verbally engage with this male coworker.
That in itself is no big deal, as I’ve since asserted Grey Rocking, worst case ghosting, the living daylights out of this dude.
Skid leaves today.
And I only found out because princess idiot was at our house when I got home from work yesterday. DH took skid and our littles hiking yesterday, apparently, where skid asked him a slew of idiotic questions. Questions an average 8th grader should know about life and the world around her, per DH.
That was funny.
For how damn cold I am with skid, and disengaged I am from skid - she has the audacity to use my stuff. Like, beauty product stuff.
We only have one bathroom in our home, so all of my (hair, skin, nails) beauty products are kept in a closet in our bathroom. Up high of course, because we have littles.
That said, and like a lot of women, I have a good amount of midrange to expensive products. Since I only splurge on manicures and pedicures every few month, I have invested in some spendy polish. Polish that’s around $15 - $20 a bottle.