Well...what a day. After disaster after disaster the last few weekends with the oldest fsd8...this weekend was going perfect. We did not have to correct her once...everything was smooth and I even took them to a bday party for a friend with me yesterday.

This morning we wake up...and although I am not a biomom...I think I deserve some type of happy...day. I've only been wiping noses, washing hair, cooking, and cleaning up after oh and changing soiled sheets and god knows what else for 4 years now. I think I deserve SOMETHING! Maybe a gift for"Momming" someone else's kids. I have gotten flowers once in 4 years...my bday and vday gifts are never one time...and this guy still has not put a ring on my finger but talks about our future wedding. Now I'm waking up...and doesn't my day start out with FMIL telling this nurse lady that's there for FFIL's surgery check up happy mother's day...she replies...I do not have children..and FMIL says, "Well, then how about Happy MOther's day for when you do!" Yeah...she's an effing weirdo and HHEELLLOOO she never shows me any sign of appreciation for taking care of her grandkids...which I have complaining about before. So that was one easy way to hurt my heart today.

Second situation...we've been trying to get oldest fsd8 to eat more for breakfast..she gets car sick very easily and it;s a 40 minute ride home - and she always says shes hungry...well if she would eat her freaking breakfast she would not be so hungry...we wanted her to eat a whole bagel this morning...a small lender's bagel...she eats like 2 bites....while drawn to the TV so I tell her I am going to shut the TV off if she does not start eating...that way we don't hear the whole "my food is cold heat it up 10 times excuse" FSD6 is eating her lucky charms and being her good obedient little self. (This child loves me!) So FH and I are standing in the kitchen when FSD8 stomps in...yes STOMPS...and says, "Im not eating the rest of this...I'm throwing it on the floor.." I was like uhh...no. And FH says get in there and eat 4 more bites of that...and then you can be done...she turns around to walk away...turns back around and yells! "I'm NOT eating this! I am going to throw it on the floor!!!" Well I was sick of her interrupting us so I said no - you will go in there like your father told you to...and come back when you are done. And you will NOT speak to us like that young lady." She sticks her finger out...points at me and says..."You are not my mother "unbelieveable" and you cannot boss me around so stop!" She was going into tantrum phase...my mouth dropped and I walked into the bedroom where I sat for two hours...I know I am not your effing mother....I would have taught you NEVER EVER EVER to talk back to adults or argue about every little effing thing! And I am so glad I am not your mother and I only have to see your bratty terrible annoying little face you will witch two days a week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! UUGGGHHHH that feels better...I never did get any type of apology...I am anxious to see what he has to say when he gets home...as he was supposed to talk to BM about her behavior...today he finally saw what the EF and why the EF I get so mad when he is not around! FSD8 talks to me like this all the time! and smiles really big when her dad tells me - it's me that picks fights with her??? I am so disgusted...I don't even want her to come down anymore...she is just like her mother. FH is about to get a huge eyeopener. I am just not putting up with this anymore.