I thought SO & I were on the same page with the resident Skids (SS8 & SD7) until last night. I went to the bedroom & cried until I had a headache...SO tried to push alcohol on me like it would make me happy again (don't drink when I'm upset...my dad's been sober for 20 years...not something to mess with IMHO).

Both Skids have been having issues. SS is PDD (NOS) & doesn’t do well when he doesn’t focus…been getting in trouble at school for speaking out of turn & not following directions. SD on the other hand seems to do well at school & once she comes through our front door, all listening ceases. She blatantly chooses to follow her OWN schedule, gives me dirty looks & during her better moments, chooses to ignore me & her father completely…all the while acting like a scared mouse if I’m in the same room with her (like I beat her or something…OH GOD I WISH!!!)

Last night, my SO tells me (after a disagreement over orange soda of all things) that he has to yell at the kids & it’s MY fault because they “didn’t have rules when we met”…REALLY??? So it’s MY fault that he bred with a degenerate who passed on these awesome genes (deceitful, manipulative, holier than thou-SD anyone???), it’s my fault that SS is CHOOSING not to use his brain & has gotten in trouble at school 4 out of 7 days??? It’s MY fault that SS (like his maternal uncle BTW) has PDD & doesn’t focus because he “doesn’t want to try”??? It’s MY fault that SD is being a rude turd face? WTH???

These issues have been mentioned in past blogs of mine, so no...this is NOTHING new!

He asked, while at the store if I thought we should “treat the Skiddies” by getting them orange soda…I said “no, neither one is showing that they DESERVE a treat after your come to Jesus meeting with them last night” & proceeded to tell him that “SD ignored me when we got her from the bus stop & has been shooting me dagger eyes ever since & SS wore the wrong shoes for PE today, even though he knows the schedule”… this apparently means that the Skids cannot make mistakes…EVER! Ummm…no, but generally, after a “come to Jesus meeting”, you’d HOPE that the Skids would at least ATTEMPT to do better with their behavior, but I hadn’t seen it. SO of course decided to get the orange soda…while serving it with dinner tells SD “you shouldn’t even be having this SD, you really need to work on your behavior!!”…ummm…OKAY, I’m sure she really learned A LOT from THAT dumbass!!!

I also threw out "maybe I'll turn into one of THOSE people who JUST DON'T CARE...maybe you'll be happier if I was like BM Nasty-treating them like INFANTS & thinking that SPEAK ISSUES ARE CUTE! OH, lets not forget the whole PROMOTING UNHEALTHY interests (XSD14 has mental health issues & BM Nasty was HAPPY when she wanted to be JUST.LIKE.THE.BLACK.SWAN!!!!!!!)

I know…it sounds like I’ve created a mile long list of rules & crap but in reality, here is what has changed since I met him…
SS no longer throws MONSTER fits over passing a McDonalds & not getting food
SS no longer speaks in a way that made other kids ask “What’s wrong with SS? Why does he talk funny?”
SS no longer throws MONSTER fits over everything under the sun
SS is no longer THAT boy that cries over EVERY.BLINKING.THING at school (thus no longer being bullied!!)
SS is now getting A’s rather than D’s & F’s in school
SS is now able to focus (when he chooses to do so)
SD no longer throws her attitude around like the world owes her something
SD no longer treats SS like her slave boy who isn’t worthy to kiss her feet
SD no longer wets the bed
Both skids have stopped playing “inappropriately” with each other (I grew up in a CULT for Christ-sakes & they gave ME the creeps!!!)
Both Skids are capable of cleaning up their own game room (did NOT happen when we met)
Both Skids can now button their own clothes & do their own belts
Both Skids can tie their own shoes
Both Skids are behaving in an age appropriate fashion rather than like 2 year olds
Both Skids are eating healthy food & drinks rather than sugar filled crap & more crap (SS was actually quite overweight when we met but now he’s a great weight for his height & SD didn’t eat ANYTHING unless it was pizza or sugary).

Oh yeah…they now wipe their own butts too!

My thing was, no, I do not have children…this was of my own choosing due to issues with my XH & his lack of stability. However, I have worked with FAR too many children (FT, 24/7) & know what I do & do not accept as far as behavior & habits go. I explained all of this to my SO in the beginning & he (again, until last night) seemed good with having children who behaved like humans…

I’m getting ready to tell him that “sure, my rules have created a HORRIBLE environment, PLEASE, do as you wish with YOUR children…no rules were working SO EFFING WELL before, let’s see how it works out this time!”...

I’m sorry this is so long but it’s been a HORRIBLE couple of weeks!

Any words of wisdom folks??