You Dropped A Bomb On Me...
Hi everyone!
I'm not sure if I'm venting, looking for advice or just need to hear from someone who's been down this road before.
I was a single mom to 2 terrific children until the summer of 2006. I met and grew to love this wonderful christian man that I will call SM. SM had 4 terrific children of his own. So after dating long distance for a year (he lived 950 miles from me... I met him through a coworker that is related to him) he wanted to get married and combine our beautiful families. I, of course, was hesitant and wanted to wait until my youngest graduated from high school (this past May) 1) because I didn't want to take him from the kids he grew up with or the sports he was involved in and 2) because he was in the 10% of his class and planned to go pre dental after he graduated. Also, just being mom and personally knowing how hard it would be for him to change schools, friends, and to be so far away from family, I just felt it would be better to wait.
Long story short... I didn't wait. My future hubby and my sister just wouldn't let up. He lives in a suburb, outside of one of our biggest cities in the U.S. More opportunities for some but thats just geography to others. I won't go into all the details but, we did marry and move before the start of my son's sophmore year and then, moved back at the end of the school year so that my son could finish high school in his hometown. It was too hard, for all of us! My son became depressed, grades dropped and there just wasn't enough of my hubby to go around (he had two teenagers as well). My son played hockey and his played basketball... so, when he did have time to do something with my son it was to go to his son's bb game (after a couple of games, my son became bitter and said he that he was not into it). Needless to say, I was torn. So my hubby and i (his ideal first) decided that it would be better to let my son finish school back in our hometown. As parents, we felt that it was a loving thing to do. Neither of us wanted any of the kiddies to suffer. So, back home I worked PRN at a local hospital so that I could spend quality time with my son and also, to meet up with the hubby at regularly scheduled times. It was hard but we made it special at the same time.
Again, long story short... My son's last 2 years of high school were awesome; he got his grades back up (thankfully he was ahead in credits), and started college where he is pre dental and is involved in sports at a division 1 school (not bad for a previously single mom eh')
So, now I am back with the hubby. I was excited to be reunited with him (i mean we are practically still newlyweds). Looking back, the problems started before I moved back this time. My hubby let me know that if my daughter wanted to come down she would have to get her own place, she is a young college student and old enough to be on her own. Still, it kind of bugged me that he said it that way. His reasons were fair, he said that WE needed this time to bond and celebrate our marriage. My hubby was dead set that we had to come first, after God. But where I am confused is:
Ever since I been back... we can't breathe without one of his ex wives (Yes, he has 2) or his children needing something (always has to do with big money items with the older ones). As far as the ex wives go... GEEZ LOUISE, I have to deal with a GrEeDy one and a NeEdY one...
So far, I've been with him 6 weeks and we've had 1 date. Almost every night we have baseball or football practice/games for one of the younger ones (the second ex likes to remind me that she doesn't have time to take them and that my hubby said that he and I would do it all the time because he told her that I love kids and also, that he was the one that wanted them to be in sports. The older 2 are all about seeing him when they want or need money... enough said. I try to be polite, fair, positive, supportive, and tolerant of the demands coming from every direction. But, here's the thing that I don't know how to deal with...
My husbands second ex wife (the needy one) is moving 2 doors down from me??? First of all, my hubby didn't want my daughter here because we needed OUR time (NOT going to happen if she becomes our neighbor) Not meaning to sound overwhelmed and/or stressed that his 2 younger ones will be at our house ALL the time but, I have to admit that I am overwhelmed and stressed... There will be NO break (kind of sounds mean, I never wanted much of a break from my own). This ex calls my hubby to talk about her problems (not related to their children) when she should be talking to her live in that she has a 2 year old with. Supposedly she is losing her house and is in trouble with the IRS and her friend owns the house by us... how conveinent. Maybe I'm wrong for being stressed but I can foresee the future on this one: she will want an open door policy (not if I'm here), the boys will never want to stay with her, and she will be calling and borrowing, wanting and needing blah, blah. blah... I don't know what to do, I'm at loss. I feel like I've been punch in the stomach and I want to punch back (bad to say I'm sure My hubby says he's sorry and that we will have to set ground rules... Ok, that being said, he wants to set ground rules with a woman that 3 years ago, told her children that I AM NOT THEIR STEPMOM and sent my hubby text messages calling me a B and telling him that he knows what she can do to him (WHAT, he already pays over 2,000 a month in child support... probably a false claim so that she could get money from my hubby and also file a claim with her insurance company). Now, she wants to be clingy with my hubby and me...Urrr, I will be polite but NEVER trust. I'm thinking that she see's babysitter written all over my face (she's already trying to send her and her boyfriends 2 year old over with my hubby's two).
I'm at loss as to how I can or should handle this. I tried to talk to my hubby tonight (he had just broken the news to me yesterday) I wanted to try and make sense of a situation that makes me uncomfortable. Plus, I wanted to see what kind of ground rules he wanted to TRY and enforce with his ex. He actually became upset with me at the beginning of our conversation (because I wanted him to explain how and why this all came about). All I know is that if we can not sit down and discuss this as adults, I'M OUT OF HERE! Yes, I'm probably a little pissy but GEEZ honey, YOU DROPPED A BOMB ON ME...
Thanks for reading and God bless!
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Great song by the way. An early 80's classic.
So, here is what I would do. Pull out the mirror and hold in front of your DH. (Figuratively of course).
Sit him down, quote him and say "Remember when you told me that my daughter could not live with us because we needed time to focus on each other? Well, she has not asked but ....... you need to apply the same rules to your XW's and your kids. They all "live" with their mothers and should spend most of their time at their mother's homes. So ....... your expectation is that my daughter will not live with us and my expectation is that WE will not be the beck and call child care, child transportation and shoulder to cry on service for your XW's. The kids are welcome in OUR home on a structured visitation basis but we need to focus on each other now ....... remember?"
Then watch him stammer his way through a response. Of course don't exclude his children from your home or lives together but do set reasonable expectations on Skid/XW interface, set a structured Skid time/visitation schedule and stick with it. He has made his expectations clear, as an equity partner in the marriage you can make your expectations equally clear.
Sorry to be so direct but if you do not have this conversation now it will be much much harder to have later.
Welcome to the community by the way. I hope you find it a good place to vent, contribute and get some useful experiences that may help.
Good luck and best regards,
Success is rarely final. Failure is rarely fatal. It is character, courage and consistency of effort that count. Vince Lombardi (with some minor Rags modifications) To each according to their performance, screw Karl Marx. (Rags)
The mirror
Hi Rags! I want to thank you for your response, I plan to do this in an "As lovingly as I can" way. My hubby is the one that said that we will have to set ground rules... I sure hope he stands by his word but he is such a push over. I know his ex's and they are, as I said before... NEEDY & GREEDY! They both know how to push his buttons to get what they want... and instead of causing tension (due to the kids) he gives in. I tried to talk to him tonight and he got defensive and raised his voice one too many times. I looked at him and as calmly as I could, and despite the anger building within me, said "When you are ready to talk to me in a productive way, let me know". Ummm, we are entertaining the silent treatment tonight.
The needy one (the one thats moving next to us is such a drama queen. She called my hubby last Friday crying hysterically, we had both thought something happened to one of the kids and were very concerned but No, she called to tell my hubby that someone stoled her purse out of her car... she left the door open and went into her house, for 10 minutes. She goes on to tell him that she had $2,000, in cash in her purse (he said the IRS froze her accounts so she can not deposit money into her bank account...boo hoo grow up. While he's apologizing to her I'm thinking "Why isn't she crying to her boyfriend" and I know she's wanting my hubby to help her out financially. Then I'm getting sick of the conversation, to me its going on too long (rude eh'). So I roll my eyes and leave the room. He comes out saying that this was the 4th time since December that her purse has been taken out of her car... YA THINK SHE WOULD LEARN. I told him that she probably never had her purse stolen and that she just wanted and needed money. She sure seemed fine two days later... laughing and making fun of herself for having been robbed 4X in 9 months....
I never know exactly where all his money goes unless somehow it happens to come up. For example, in June we talked about trading both our suvs in and buying nearly new ones (to save tons off the sticker price). He wanted to update my gx 470 and for himself, he wanted a H2. No problem, we both work hard and as he said we deserve it. He thought it would be a great gift to both of us kind of to celebrate OUR "finally getting to live the married life and the start of putting each other first, for a change. Short lived, he bought his teenage daughter a new lexus RX and his 19 year old son a brand new 2009 Nissan Maxima. I am not against the children having nice cars! But, I just think that they need to earn part of it and that they are too young to appreciate and they truly don't need newer cars than us. Keep in mind that when we dated and talked of marriage, we spent a lot of time discussing how to keep things fair between the older ones and also, how they should earn at least half of the money for their cars... My kids had to pay for half of their cars, my rule (and I thought my hubby's too) anyway, my son drives a 98 camaro and my daughter is on her second car and she paid for all of it. I was very upset because... what happened to our talk? I reminded him of the fairness between the kiddos and he says we can get them newer vehicles if they want them. Whatever... it hurt my feelings and I'm sure my children's as well. They both said that they were ok and that they love their cars but, as their mom, I was hot! The more I type, the more I wonder what if anything can be done to save our relationship. I will be the big 39 next year and I think... Geez, so much drama, and is it really worth it? I wasted too many years with my kids dad. I am normally such a happy and positive person. I feel like I am losing who I am and being pushed into settling... I guess I can only pray because I know me... I won't waste too much time fighting a battle that can not won or sitting on a back burner. Life is too short to miss out on my kiddos and family thats almost a 1000 miles away.
Sorry... I just started typing and poof "It Was On"