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Any minute now I'm going to start snarling...

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So we got a notice from the post office today that said there was a package waiting for SS. We'll end up picking it up tomorrow. Immediately after the silly post card thing I'm panicking inside, going 'what now?'

So I texted BM to ask her if SS was expecting a package. She said she'd sent him some toys he wanted and some fruit strips.

Fruit strips, the one food that she and DH fought about because of sugar content the one and only time they talked about what SS eats.

This is what I mean about feeling like they're trying to push into my home.

I know I said I didn't mind, but....

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This was the text of a postcard SS received today.

"SS,

I miss you. I love you. God loves you more! Today is the first day of summer, yah! We pray 4u daily, knowing God helps you to be a blessing to Little Sisters!

w/Love,
Grandma"

I know that I said I didn't mind him being raised Christian, but seriously? I really feel like all of this is blatant overkill; compensation for us being the 'heathens' that we are. Just over 30 words and you throw down the God once for every ten words?

Stepparent boundaries

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Soooo.... this week has gone okay. I got over my weird feelings (what if my grandma is silently judging me blah blah blah)

Today I texted BM to ask her if she wanted to skype with SS early tonight, as we would not be home later this evening. My grandma, who was awake and helping me hem a couch cover at the time got to experience a little of my frustration, as BM asked if SS had asked to skype, because of course as a 5-year-old he is completely capable of deciding when he should or shouldn't communicate with his parent.

Embarrassing feelings

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My grandmother is here with my sister for a week visiting us all.

I try to keep it reasonable, and I certainly don't say anything infront of SS, but I think my grandmother is distasteful of my own extreme dislike of BM.

I wish I liked her more, but I don't. I should not take personally what she continues to do to DH where SS is concerned, but I do.

Wish I had a better poker face.

On the upside, my sister is here, and is more than happy to jump on the "BM is a horrible cow" bandwagon when we've gone out to the store, or to grab something from my office etc.

The Harry Potter Closet in my head.

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I'm out in my living room by myself, and have been for the last hour, because 15 minutes into our (DH and my) movie SS comes out from his bedroom to say he "misses Mommy and Daddy."

So DH went to go sit next to him on the bed till he falls asleep. That was an hour ago.

We can only really watch a movie about one night a week, if that, because of work and whatnot.

I know he's only 5, and that it's not abnormal and that he probably does miss BM and TV-dinner Dad.

Feeling weird part II... pillow talk

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So after my post last night I finally got into bed, and DH was still awake. He wasn't feeling well so I kind of assumed he'd just pass out.

We lay there for awhile, and then I just asked him how he was feeling about everything on day II.

He said he had feelings that were very mixed. There have been moments already when SS's said things like "Daddy I miss you all the time when I'm in (SS's State)," and then other times, like when SS insists on saying grace at the table when DH feels like SS isn't his.

Feeling wierd....

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Day 2.

SS had a pretty good day today. No major tantrums, except a brief lapse in judgement during lunch right before naptime. And then it was naptime, so we all survived.

Pretty sure I'm going to have to deal with BM talking about how much she misses SS and how much the dog misses him, then wondering why he looks sad during every conversation on skype they have. Not the brightest crayon in the box, BM.

First surprise of the summer

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So DH and SS are at the hotel, waiting for their flight here tomorrow. Apparently DH was looking for SS's pajamas, and discovered that darling BM put a stuffed Jesus doll in the suitcase for SS.

I'll let that sink it for a minute.

That's right... stuffed Jesus doll.

I'm a little freaked out. I'm a lot amused.

Can you imagine the commercials?

I thought crap like that was only made for like... crazy hedonistic gag gifts?

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