In searching for answers to my questions, I found this website. I am new to the "stepparent" role and face new and challenging obstacles on a daily basis. Hopefully, this site can shed light on some of the problems I encounter. Here's hoping.

I live with my daughter (16) and my boyfriend of two years (who also has a daughter (15) who lives with her mom most of time. We bought a new home (with the blessing of both daughtes) and each daughter has their own rooms. Before we moved in to the house, they were all for it. Now, almost a year later, we have complete disharmony.

I've had a couple of productive days here during the day by myself. It rained overnight and then the pool company was out early this afternoon again to set up the pool. Turns out the filter housing is cracked and needs to be repaired so hopefully our insurance will cover it. I have to wait for the company to send a technician to look at work order for the repair. After that, hopefully, it will be approved. But I found out, the insurance won't cover the diving board because it is a structure so we will have to purchase a new one, and that stinks, as it isn't cheap ($375).

Wow...the older she get's the more I cannot tolerate her. Today I came home to find Melanie sprawled out on her bed watching a movie with her friends. Some snide comment was made about me while I requested the dishwasher unload. I still haven't been thanked for the b-day gift even though her father mentioned to her that it might be a nice gesture. Last night she left the house at midnight only to return at 3:30 am. She just does whatever the hell she wants with no regard for anyone. She mentioned that her college grad is in May and reserved a ticket for me.

Hello,

Well, TGIF, because I don't think I could really handle this week again. My husband is quite the grouch these days and can't seem to understand that I do need his help with these dogs. His idea of "helping" is to watch tv and set the toybox out for the pup. So, if Bullet doesn't "tell him" he has to go out, and has an accident on the comforter on the floor on my carpet, then it's Oh, I didn't know. How come I can be here all day with him with two other dogs without these problems?

Well, here's some food for thought as I have been thinking about this for days and days. I had written a couple of blog entries in the last two days but accidentally deleted them before I got them posted. SD's biomom sent my husband a ridiculous melodramatic email at work stating that SD was being harassed by me and that my husband needed to stop me or she would look into filing a restraining order. My husband fired back about all of SD's deflammatory remarks on the public blogs and that I had the right to respond. So, it has been an aggravating, turbulent couple of days.

Greetings to everyone here! I found this site by searching the internet on something that would allow me to vent about my stepson. I feel bad doing this but he is like nothing I've ever seen. He has known me since he was 8. It took awhile for him to warm up to me but we got through it. I noticed that his father (my husband now) pretty much let him have his way all the time. Discipline is not a big thing in our home. We've been married for almost 3 years.

Well, it has been quite a week. I am a horrid, flaunting, stepmother. But I do have one stepson, that is still talking to me and he is coming to visit next month. And for that, I am grateful that he finally got himself together. Because it took a long time but at least he had more sense and didn't let his anger get the best of him. And I have 3 dogs that vary in age who are all sweet that I referee who are glad for my attention. And a husband that loves me and tells me don't worry about my SD, he will deal with her later.

Well, it is Friday evening. I finally got a comment from my SD on her blog directly. Of course, everything was completely turned around. i.e. I, am at fault for everything, of course, she takes no responsibility, it is our fault for leaving, yaddy, yaddy. I took her Dad away and out of the state. How dare I send her a Christmas card? Why couldn't her Dad be bothered to even sign the card? How dare we not call her for her birthday? Never mind all the insultive things she has done to us over the last years. Hey, that's okay.

I have to laugh or I'd been completely screaming and losing my mind. I have been writing about the ongoing tale of the xanga chatterbox site with my SD. Only to find out that of course, we are back with the narcissistic behavior, everything is of course, stepmom's fault, I am "flaunting her father" at her, excuse me. Hello. Then my SD best friend states I am jealous of SD when I am asking if her dog's are okay, and asking nonthreatening questions to her, making nonthreatening comments. (to SD). It's just too crazy.