Bringing things from BM's house
I am first up tomorrow. I am starting therapy tomorrow, some for my sake, some to learn how to step-parent, and some to get the family able to talk bond and communicate. FH has SS5 & 6. BM is about to move many states away in two weeks, but it hasn't made this last visit any easier. SS5 came home today after his visit, and it's the same stuff over and over. She found out that he only goes to pre-k twice a week and stays home with me the rest of the week. She is disgusted over that, but she has no choice or say in their education. I have increasingly become more vocal in how things bother me, but since we found out she is moving away we are trying to just keep things pleasant. Well today FH brought SS5 home along with bags of v-day stuff from BM. Because she is moving, she wants their things to stay here with us; however, I have made it quite clear to FH and to her (pretending to be him through text) that we have plenty of toys and clothes here and do not need any of her stuff. Besides, for months she through fits that we never sent them but one change of clothes. She even called her lawyer about it - go figure! Tonight I was able to look FH in the eyes and talk to him about how I felt about this instead of just being passive and quiet or angry and demanding. I told him I don't like every time they come home they bring tons of things with them. While I am fine with the family photo they took with her and her ugly mug is sitting in frames in their room, I accept that. I know, being a child of divorce, that it helps them have things of hers to remind them of her. But I'm tired of having to see her toys, cookies, cards, etc. come home every visit. I even told FH, I don't send my things over there to her place! He explained that he wants to pick them up and just leave instead of having to go through their back packs, talk to her, and make a scene. I understand that. I also finally told him that even though she's leaving, there will still be visits from holidays, summer, etc. and boundaries will have to be established. He said that he will tell her again not to send things home, but I doubt that will work, with her. I know...after a few weeks they will forget about certain stuffed animals and such and I can throw them in the trash and no one will miss it. I wish BM would stop sending that stuff here though. So anyway...I'm hoping that our therapy will start to work soon especially since BM is going to be gone for months at a time. It confuses the kids when she tells them I'm not part of the family or that it's my fault they sit in time out. SS5 told me tonight, mom never puts me in time out. My only response was, well that's what your mom does and the rules here are different. At dinner we talked about it, too, and he was nearly yelling at me saying it's my fault he has to sit in time out. I said, well who chooses to talk back? Who chooses to throw toys? He is a very mature and bright boy and knows it's his fault, but he's confused when he hears from BM that anything that is bad is my fault. I asked him what happens when he makes poor choices at school. Even his older brother said, I have to sit in time out sometimes at school.
Okay, done venting! Has anyone else done family therapy that has stories to share?
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I think DH is right that
I think DH is right that there is no use getting angry about it. I would just go through all the bags and let the kids keep a certain number of things....and you could always use more good clothes.
I have never done any family therapy, nothing to share there.
I see why her gifts to them
I see why her gifts to them bother you. If you are the territorial type then you feel like another wolf is putting her crud in your den.
But the wolf pups don't see it like that and that's what you have to remember. Well not at their age. They just like having stuff.
LW has a good point. Get rid of the stuff if it's excessive.
Our skids end up with loads of crud from MIL and its maddening.
Ours can't behave in school at times so when they are snotty, you bet your bottom dollar ... MIL's crud and BM's gifts are the first thing that get revoked.
As for the oodles of candy, last year I had a massive bitch attack about it (you can go back in my blogs to THAT crazy period!) and we donated all the candy to the homeless guys around here. Probably not the best choice but better than the emotional roller coaster that goes with throwing it in the trash.
Oh and a good therapy story ... it has it's highs and lows but I think its worth it. If nothing else, as painful as it gets, you realize how much you want for yourself, your skids, and your DH. At one point, I wanted to quit and I left. About three days later, I realized I was willing to sacrifice a certain amount of happiness to be the stability for the skids and that at the end of 10 years, provided we make it that far, it's just DH and I.
Plus, ST is good therapy. I see our situation isn't that bad after all ...
"Those who deny freedom to others deserve it not for themselves." ~ Abraham Lincoln
to the kids, itsnot bm's
to the kids, itsnot bm's stuff, its their stuff.
"if you don't have anything nice to say, then shut the fuck up."
I don't allow things from
I don't allow things from BM's house to come over to my house. She uses our house as a storage bin for shit that she or other family members buy SD and clutter up her room/house. I'm sorry, but if you don't want the crap at your house, what makes you think I want it at mine? No thanks.
SD knows how I feel and no longer brings things over. Sometimes she may sneak something small in her backpack, but whatever I get over the small crap, and sometimes I throw things away. My house, my rules.
SD has a TON of stuff so she doesn't miss it.
~*~When you kiss ass, your breath smells like sh*t~*~
When the skids were younger,
When the skids were younger, we kept a storage closet in the garage. When they come home from her house, everything went straight into the closet until DH or I could sort through it. Our explanation to the skids and to BM was my allergies. Basically it was because neither of us wanted to see her crap in our house. (Sadly, I never realized until JUST NOW that the kids saw it as theirs and not hers, but oh, well.) If it was "junk" or did not met school dress code policies, it went to good will. If it had sentimental value or was something the kids could use, it was allowed in the house after thoroughly cleaned. Honestly though, the kids usually forgot about the storage closet about 3-4 hours after getting back home. They usually didn't even ask for the stuff.
"I HAD to pick the road less traveled..."