Hi everyone. I'm new here, but I've browsed this site for a couple of years. It's nice to know a place like this exists. I'd like to apologize in advance for any spelling errors that might occur. It's very late here and I'm extremely tired, but I cannot sleep.

I married DH two years ago. He had two kids with his ex when I met him. I quickly fell in love with him and after a year and a half, we got married. Almost everything was great, with the exception of BM. She always hated the fact he wouldn't go back to her after she dumped him. There were times she would call to "check on the kids" even though she knew they would be in bed. She also called my in-laws constantly, asking questions about me and what the kids were doing. I stopped answering the phone when it was her. I would either call DH to answer it if he was home or I'd tell him she called when he'd return home.

Three months ago, a few things came out that BM didn't want to come out. It resulted in a DNA test being done on both kids and DH finding out the oldest was his, but not the youngest. To say it was a surprise is an understatement. Neither of us ever thought for a second that one of the kids might not be his. And it threw us for a loop when everything came out. There was anger, a little bit of sadness and confusion. DHs family took it hard at first, but then said it didn't matter because the youngest girl was still part of the family. But DH saw it differently. DH had his name removed from the youngest's birth certificate and no longer has contact with her. We still get SD as much as we did before, but now she's become a real terror. She acts out. She screams at us. It's a constant argument in our house. DH seems to do nothing with her apart from disciplining her now. She spit in his face last week when we had her and she told him she hated him. Then she refused to speak. That went on for three days. Not one word passed her lips.

BM still calls and sometimes puts SDs sister on the phone. SD told DH that she's never going to like me again. She yelled at me for not making the dinner she likes, threw her plate on the floor and told me to fuck off. DH dragged her upstairs and told her she wouldn't get to eat or watch TV until she apologized. The rest of the week was hell. I actually put earplugs in so I won't hear her while I'm trying to sleep.

I no longer look forward to the week she's with us. DHs family don't help either. They're all angry that he no longer looks after the younger girl. And it hasn't been pleasant the last few times we saw them. DH has tried talking to them, but they all shut him down. I wish DH had known the truth from the beginning. We wouldn't be in this mess now if he had.