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So BM hands-off my kids to me Friday night and she planned for them to spend Saturday night at their aunt's house, you know, so they could spend time with their cousin. Besides which, she has something she wants to volunteer for on Sunday morning. So, really, what she wants to do is dump the kids off, because their cousin - wait for it - wait for it - is four years old. BS and BD are 11 and 9 respectively. Can we please be serious? She just wanted to put the kids somewhere so that she wouldn't have to take them with on Sunday. This, at face value, is fine.
SD was over for the weekend. Some of her amusing comments included...
~ "When I'm having fun with you guys, I forget about my mom."
~ "My mom might get kicked out of her job."
~ "I don't know if I'm ever gonna get a stepdad," (not likely... lmao)
Just when it seems like this weekend's visit was going well, ss shot his bb gun (playing around) at our door and completely shattered our glass door!! Glass was everywheredh spent an hour cleaning it up to make sure the baby doesn't pick up any glass pieces as she crawls around. Ss said there was nothing in his gun. And there wasn't anything in there all weekend because the boys played with it yesterday and never had any bb's. But 'nothing' doesn't shatter a glass door and ss was the only one outside. We were in hw kitchen and could hear something hit the glass. Dh is pissed. Obviously.
What would you put in it?
At work we have two men who were completely blindsided - or so they say - by being served divorce papers. It seems here too some of the DHs are shocked when their significant other has a foot and a half out the door. I couldn't help but wonder why this is? I've had several girlfriends divorce - they all knew it coming, "been waiting for years". Do we as women communicate that poorly? Is that why some of us have trouble getting the changes we want in our homes?
well hubby did come back Friday night. Left with his daughter again Saturday morning. I called him around 1 he said he wasn't coming home, and to leave him alone.
Its Sunday 11 am .....haven't called him since he wants me to leave him alone. I dunno...
Came thisclose to calling him, but, if divorce is what's coming, I better get used to not seeing/talking to him.
I'm very sad right now, but I can't see myself shoving all my emotions down and sucking it up, just to be with him.
Oh yeah, I'm 5 months pregnant, so that makes it more complicated.
Fuck.
How do you know if someone blocks you? Will they not show up anywhere, even on pages of mutual friends you shared?
I went to shelter 2 weeks ago.. Inner Faith.. for Family Crisis...
I didn't bring my daughter there.. because, i dont know what it look like and i dont think its safe for her. she stayed with her dad. and my unborn baby with me lol
anyways, its very nice. and therefore hubby refuses to let me have her w me at shelter.. for few days.
reasonw hy i went there.. i had a blow out w him and about step daughter gets into my biggest nerve.. how it started?
The boys have started asking DH for permission to do this or that. Whereas, before, it was me. I can already see him stressing the additional responsibility. And the boys have started looking for ways to manipulate him - which is a GOOD thing kind of because they are doing things like offering to take out the trash, dishes ... all the little things that DH wishes they would do to help.
I had a nightmare last night that I came home from deployment and SS11, now 13 in my dream, was sitting on the couch and looked at me stone faced and said "you don't belong here."
My friend, T, got a call Friday night. Her stepson, Jr., was killed in a car accident. She and her husband had custody of the boy, and she had raised him from a really young age. He got mad at his father earlier in the week (on college break) and said he was going to his mother's. Turns out the bio-mom hadn't seen the kid all week... So he lied about where he was and he'd been "off the radar" for a few days, one family thinkin he was with the other...
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