I'm a bitch
If you've been following my blog you will know that SD13 is refusing to come to our house. Her reasons have varied that we are mean (we have rules), she doesn't like that SO smokes, she's bored etc. Theres so much drama going on and so many issues that its just too much. She has basically cut off contact with us.
SO has been so upset and heartbroken. He texted her twice yesterday. In the morning and just said I miss you so much. And again last night and said her hopes she will soon realize why we have rules for her and why we have faith in her and expect more from her. She didn't answer him either time.
This morning SO gets a text from BM which says "Its not about the damn rules!! Maybe if SM wasn't such a bitch to her then she would want to come to your house".
REALLY?????? I'm a bitch? When am I a bitch? When I pick her ass up after work? Or when I spend the weekend picking up after her mess? Or when I make all her meals? When I wait on her hand and foot like she's a 5 year old? When I spent 2 weeks decorating her bedroom as a surprise for her and she didn't even appreciate it? When I buy her shit? When I put up with her stealing my stuff and snooping through our bedroom when I'm not home? Or maybe its when I don't say anything when she gives me attitude or is a complete bitch to ME!
No. I'll tell you why I'm a bitch....because the last time she came to our house I actually stood up for myself. She had been giving me attitude all day. I asked her to clean her room and her response was "not if you ask me like that". Did I say anything? Nope. I just walked away. Later I said it again. "SD didn't I ask you to clean your room? Please go do it". Again she said "You need to ask me nicely". My response this time? "I have had enough of the attitude. You might be able to talk to your mother like that, but you cannot talk to me like that". THATS why i'm a bitch! Because I expect more from this kid. Because I expect to be respected in my own fucking house!
I am so mad right now, its unbelievable.
Ungrateful little fucking brat!
She wants to see a bitch. I'll show you a bitch. You don't want to come to our house anymore? Well guess what....your not allowed to anymore! Hope you enjoy your time with your crazy unstable BM. DO NOT call me when you are having another one of your meltdowns. In fact, DO NOT call me ever!
As far as you are concerned from now on, "bitch" SM doesn't exist!
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we don't communicate with BM.
we don't communicate with BM. We have cut off all contact with her. SO hasn't spoken to her in more than a month. He hasn't responded to any of her text messages in about 6 months. I haven't spoken to her in a few weeks.
Instead of your SO just
Instead of your SO just texting her like a hurt boyfriend, he needs to TALK to her about her attitude and disrespect. He is the parent.
He has. Many times. Trust
He has. Many times. Trust me.
That is why she doesn't want to come to our house. Because we don't put up with it. At BM's house on the other hand she is allowed to do whatever she wants, talk however she wants, act however she wants. When she says she doesn't want to come to our house BM doesn't encourage her to come. She just says "She doesnt want to come. Leave her alone."
Sounds about right... all
Sounds about right... all those things made me a bitch too and why the skids (SDs really) stopped liking me and why they didnt want to come over or when they did come over why they were so miserable there.
I freakin hate teenage girls....
I feel your pain....My sd15
I feel your pain....My sd15 told us on her last visit that she doesn't always like coming to our house because she likes her 'routine' at her mom's place. Meaning of course that mom does EVERYTHING for her. At our place she is required to keep her room clean, prepare her own breakfasts (cereal or toast usually) and help with the odd chore which totals about 20 minutes of her precious time. She complains that I ignore her if I'm out of the room for more that 10 minutes and then complains that I ask her too many questions about what's going on in her life. DISENGAGE. Now I am cooly polite when she's here, I do not buy her anything, I do not help her with anything, and when she is asked to help with something in the house and I hear "what will I get for it?" I tell her "you will get dinner tonight and be allowed to sleep in the bed that I bought you."
Geez , I WISH to be in your
Geez , I WISH to be in your situation ! I would cry for days out of thankfulness if skid bitch would refuse to come to our house ! Disengage and enjoy your freedom !