I have 3 adult children who all still live with me. My oldest has a disability and will not be moving out anytime soon. My BS22 is leaving for the air force in a couple of months, and my BD19 has already mentioned moving out by the end of the year. My husband has 2 children, SS14 and SD12. I have been with my husband for 6 years, lived together for 2 years, married for 3 years. The whole time we lived together, my husband has been complaining about my kids. Petty things like him having to buy too much toilet paper or milk. I even pay 2/3 of the rent to make it more fair since his kids don't live with us. However, $640 of our money goes to BM every month. We have the kids every other weekend, and they drink way more milk and use way more toilet paper than anyone else, but yet my husband doesn't complain about that. He uses more heat for his kids as well. When they are over, it has to be toasty warm for the king and queen. I may just roll out the red carpet next time. My husband also gets mad when I cook for my kids. He says they're old enough to do it themselves. I like doing it for them because I enjoy being a mom still. I don't care how old they are. They are able to do it themselves, but I want a family life. My husband always makes breakfast, lunch, and dinner for his kids though. They make a mess when they're here, and I am left to clean up. They don't shower, wash their own clothes, or put dirty dishes in the dishwasher. My kids were all expected to do these things, and they did. I hate the double standard. I'm tired of being poor because of BM spending so much of our money. I'm not against child support, but it's the same issue as many of you have. It's not being spent on the kids. BM has beautiful clothes, a new car, manicures, expensive makeup, booze for every night of the week, she goes out to eat all the time, and she has the marital house with a pool and deck. I have 4 pairs of underwear, no car, I haven't had a haircut in 7 months, and I buy my beauty products at the dollar store. The worst thing of all is that BM doesn't do ANYTHING for her kids. They are filthy, and SD even gave my daughter lice. I'm done with this! This weekend took the cake. SD and my husband are going to the daddy/daughter dance, so SD brought a dress over and asked me to cut the bottom, hem it, and make sleeves with the material I cut off. I asked to see the dress, and she showed me a very expensive, stunning gown from David's Bridal. I asked her if the dance was at the elementary school or the Rainbow Ballroom in Rockefeller Plaza. Then I asked her where she bought the dress, maybe they could do alterations. She said it was ONE of her mom's that she chose from her closet. That's it! If mom can't alter the dress herself or buy SD another one out of the $640, then SD can go to the dance naked. Would you have altered the dress as if you were Cinderella? I couldn't even do that for my own daughter who bought a prom dress that needed to be shortened. Too big of a job! It feels good to say No!