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What a long, long, long day

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It has been, sigh... my DH's little brother is getting married in Oct. and his barchelor party is tonight, so my MIL and one of my SIL came to town with their husbands to hang out, the kicker is of course that since they live in smaller cities and we in the big city they wanted to go shoping and I have the skids with me, fun!
Before I knew SIL was coming I thought of making the outing "kid oriented" going to the zoo or the science centre, I knew grandma would enjoy that, and it's so much easier than having to drag an SS6 and SD8 through the f-ing mall all afternoon!

Things I hate about being a Step-mom (VENTING)

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I hate that I have to be the bad guy every day inforcing chores and responsibilities while BM gets to me "fun mom".

I hate that I don't get to go on as many dates on weekends with my DH because BM is a stupid selfish cow who wants to have her cake and eat it too.

I hate that my DH feels like this pshyco bitch has a right to be a mother just because she poped these kids out of her vagina, even though she walked out on them 6 years ago and comes around demanding mother rights when it's f-ing convenient to her and her social life.

I feel like I can't breath

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Specially in the mornings. I'm trying to figure out why I'm having such a hard time dealing with the skids right after I wake up or anytime in the morning; I feel this huge block sitting on my chest every morning after I wake up and I'm lying in bed and I think that when I get out of bed today there are going to wake up in 30 minutes or so and there they will be ready to suck my energy away "good morning, how was your sleep? How are you feeling today?" I'm not a morning person and I just can't deal with so much in the morning.