I've noticed that I really haven't shared the back story of my marriage into the step life. I will try and tell it the best I can, and it might sound weird and jump around a lot and im sorry for that in advance.

My husband and I met when we became neighbors. Every once in a while I saw kids there at his house, but he also had a sister staying with him so I didn't really know they were his. Months later we became very good friends. He would come over while I studied for my CNA license and watch tv with me. I was still living with my now ex (who was becoming increasingly violent). My DH was a reserve police officer at the time so when things got really bad he let me and my 9month old son stay with him. He helped me with the restraining order and with getting some of my stuff out of the house I had fled from. We started dating a month after. It was great. I seldom saw his kids, they had a room in his home full of stuff, but they were never around. 5 months later I injured my shoulder and quit my job. I found out that he had full custody of his kids and had been keeping them away because he thought I wouldn't want them around. Since I wasn't working he asked If I would babysit his kids. I agreed, since It would save him money. And then our perfect relationship started having issues. I was getting very tired of the mean little notes his 10yr old would leave around the house for me. It even went so far as her trying to punch me because I told her it was time for bed. The problems only escalated from there. His youngest girl was terrible. Was always being sexually inappropriate and I tried to get my DH to get her into counseling, but he said I was crazy. The BM was horrible at this time as well. She would freak out on her own bio kids. Tell them they were worthless bitches (mainly to the 10yr.) I was appalled!
We got married and things were still very rocky. Shortly after our marriage the 10yr called CPS and told them I was using meth. When they (CPS and a sheriffs officer) knocked on my door I was mortified. I was around 6-7 months pregnant! I had to endure these people checking my entire house for signs of drug use/ paraphernalia. Then my DH and I had to summit to a drug test that day. I was so upset! Why would she do this??? (And yes, it was her she copped to it.) shortly after that fiasco the 10yr old accused her BM bf son of molesting her. That was a circus. She (the 10yr old) then recanted the accusation so she could move in with BM. As this was going on the youngest girl was increasingly more and more inappropriate with now my BS(2yr old at the time). I finally had enough and told my DH these girls had to go. My DH was very upset with me because of this, but I told him with a baby on the way I just couldn't handle this and that the girls wanted to go live with their BM anyway. So off they went. 2 1/2 years went by with still some bumps and lost of arguments about the girls. Then my BS now 5 described to me what SD8 (the youngest) was doing (which was touching him inappropriately) and I freaked! I demanded that this kid be put in counseling, it was obvious that she had needed help for some time! I screamed at my DH that I had alerted him years before that she was a danger due to her inappropriateness. I forbade her from coming to my house while I was not there. I now had a BS5, DS3, and DD1. And since my DH did not want to open his eyes to the danger she posed I did not want him to be the only one watching them with her. ( also, the SD8 had been sexually molested by her mentally retarded cousin about a year prior to this) So one day I got home from work early and came home to find SD8 playing alone with my kids. AND I FREAKED OUT!!! and all my DH had to say was "well I didn't know you didn't want her over here" WHAT??? I know I made it very CLEAR! from then on resentment, frustration slowly started to build. It really got to the boiling point when the SD now 16 (the oldest) came to live with us again. She kept flip flopping between our house and BMs house. she would be disrespectful by calling my DH a dumbass and me a whore. I started to notice small things missing like perfume. Then money. and then prescription drugs. Finally when we found out she got knocked up a second time (first ended in miscarriage, but a planned abortion was going to be the outcome) and SD16 moved out. while I cleaned up the mess she left, and packing her belongings which she kept im my boys' room I found hypodermic needles. oh yes... I was beyond pissed! When confronted she spat back at me "I thought they were yours" WTF??? After she moved out I would here from co workers that knew SD16 that she was telling people her dad never bought her presents, never called her, was abusive. Then came the day she was poppin her welfare baby out. My DH then told me he was going to go visit her because he didn't want people to say he was a POS father. I told him in my opinion that was not a valid reason to go. I also pointed out that due to the lies SD (now 17) was telling everyone (like the one she had told about if I saw her baby kicking I would stab her in the stomach). We got into a HUGE argument and I told him I would not stand by and act like her behavior is acceptable. I told him he needed to really think about the choices he was going to be faced with! I was done with this kid and would not have anything to do with her including her coming into MY home. This was MY home and MY family and I would not have her here making me miserable EVER AGAIN! To this day (almost 2 years later) I will not have her in my house, I will not utter a word in her direction. I am told by family members the new lie she is telling people is that I want to stab her baby and pour lemon juice on the wound. And I tell people that I want nothing to do with the liar or her drama.