Well, I suppose I will start with a bit of background. I met my so two years ago this coming October. His two kids seemed normal at the time though the girl a bit mouthy. Soon after I moved in I started to get the whole picture. The bm truly is crazy, and I'm not just saying that because I don't like her. She really is crazy. My so has had joint custody since the divorce but is still paying cs. The bm had it stated in the papers that my so could see the kids when ever he wanted but with prior notice. Well, when the bm learned that me and my so were getting married shit hit the fan.

Today marks the end of the custody and visitation elements of my son's (SS) Custody/Visitation/Support order.

Today is his 18th birthday. Unfortunately through the guilt trip and manipulations of the SpermGrandMa he is with them today rather than being done with them. One more week and his mom (my wife) will liberate him from SpermLand for the final time. With any luck he will never see or speak with them again.

So this weekend was his weekend and he stepped out for a few minutes and while he was gone, ss9 started singing to himself while he was playing his ps3. he was singing a song that was so not age appropriate. i didn't say anything to him because i did not want to have to explain to him what it was that he was saying if he didnt alreay know and have to get into that convo with him so i texted dh and told him what he was singing.

Over this past year of being a new stepmom I have learned a few things:

1. You can’t change other people (I can’t make their biological mom less crazy!)

2. I can’t do everything right, but I can do my best.

3. There are going to be conflicts between myself and my husband on the way to raise the kids and compromise is the solution.

4. Remember kids are just kids and when you go from none to 3 it is hard to keep that in mind sometimes.

Has anyone heard of a summer camp / after care program that does keep attendance records? BM has skids registered in an aftercare program the transport the kids from school to the aftercare location that does that maintain attendance records!!! This is very surprising to me. We are trying to determine how many days skids have attended summer camp and are unable to without attendance records. The policy is you only pay for the days you use.

So we’re in the middle of the WORST month of the allergy season (grass pollen is my #1 enemy followed closely by rag weed which is also in its prime!) and this morning when I woke up I was ready to die. SS6 has terrible spring allergies but he’s been ok since the worst of the tree pollen has subsided, but I’m in complete hell.

Well DH just called from the open house for SS12. He said that BM brought new SD. Apparently everyone is not working today in that house. I said that he should tell her that that is not appropriate. I asked if he wanted me to go over there. He said he thought of that, but didn't want to play her games.

My DH believes that I am jealous of my SD5 :jawdrop:

~Quick Brief~
I dont have children of my own
this is my first -hopefully and only- marriage
Guilt parenting on his side ( he has admitted that himself)
5yo spoiled princess - she is the center of this world - wants everything her way
she doesnt follow any rules,she manipulates her father and anyone else that allows her to do so.
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So we haven't 'heard' from BM in about 6-7 weeks, since she and I 'got into it'. She goaded me. Making all kinds of rude and derogatory comments about my DH. I got all 'mama bear' and I am ashamed to admit that I sunk to her level.

I have been with my boyfriend for 2 years. He has 2 kids (4 and 7) who live 8 hours away from us. We just had them for 5 weeks and I had to pay for almost EVERYTHING, including a week trip to the beach, since my boyfriend is basically unemployed. I decided to book us a romantic beach vacation for a few days just to kind of unwind. My boyfriend basically said that I was being selfish because that money could have been used to go visit the kids for a weekend - if not, we probably won't be able to see them until Christmas.