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Unfortunately I don’t have the time to log onto ST everyday and blog or post replies to our Step Talkers post, but in saying that I do try and at least hop onto the website at every opportunity I get and at least have a quick read to see how all my fellow step talkers/friends are doing but I may not necessarily log on.
So DH and I just found out tonight that once again, BM who is an EMT for our county Ambulance service (yes I live in fear that someday I'll have to dial 911...but that's another story) and also works in as "volunteer firefighter" has been taking the 9 year old with her on her ambulance calls (she leaves him in the car unattended while she works on the scene of accident victims). The 11 year old is left at home alone. DH is livid. Even worse, she had blown a complete fit with our GAL stating that she had to have the kids on her days off, because of her 24 hour shifts.
Another post had me thinking about this. What is your song? Our's is "Bless the Broken Road" by Rascal Flatts. This will be the song we play for our first dance if we ever have a wedding. FH's song for me is "She's Everything" by Brad Paisley. And when we're fighting, it's "Another Side of You" by Joe Nichols.
Stepparenting complaint?
Here are some of mine (that we are working on):
Children are quite proficient relationship saboteurs when they want to be. (even unconsciously)
DH is so scared that Zippy16.5 will desert him that DH won't discipline Zippy appropriately.
DH dotes on Zippy 16.5 like he's his wife. :sick: (this thankfully is occurring less).
Nobody is going to say it, but we certainly all know it is true-even if we don't want to admit it:
Men have always had the ego/testosterone problem right-you always hear how their egos got them in trouble....well, here's the inside on women....
Women are even worse, we have egos and pride and let me tell you, we are catty!!! Women in general, when confronted with another woman (especially one "trying to take our place") are extremely catty, bitchy, jealous and very very defensive of our children-just like men's egos.
Feel free to comment...
We will see wha happens. I will keep you posted...
GG
However, nothing changed on the homefront, obviously SS17 pulling more crap because he figures I'm leaving as everyone could tell by my earlier blog, I locked him out. AND, of course DH still says he won't go.
ever since fh and i started dating we have been documenting things, like:
bm lying about working and sending ss to day care
ss coming back to us sick, EVERYTIME we get him back
ss telling us what bm says about us
ss telling us about bm and her bf drinking
ss telling us he plays in the street at bm
not being behaved at daycare when he stays with bm, hitting, using bad words, lying...
etc...
Just got back from a girls weekend at my sisters (I sure did NOT want to come home for some reason)!
Just to recap-DH and teenage SS (Zippy16.5)-had a nice weekend together. Zippy totally ignored Daddykins all weekend and went out with, GASP, a friend his own age!!!!! :jawdrop: and no real spoiling that I was aware of went on (other than Zippy getting his beloved XBOX back, as predicted, as soon as I was out the door).
BM called today and told us SS is home sick throwing up/diarrhea etc (great...swine flu!!). The skids were supposed to come home today after school. Of course BM wanted me to take SS this morning. Thankfully DH said nope...bring him after school hours. Question is...I got really p***ed off. This is one issue that DH and I constantly fight over. Whenever skids are sick, DH is off to work, and BM is usually home (she works two days a week), and I am the one that is expected to take care of the skids.