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How the weekend went

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I can't believe there weren't any major blow ups. We (BD & myself) did confront DH on Friday about some hitting issues BD12 is having with SD at daycare. DH was "blown away" that these issues were going on. It was only when BD12 started crying and said that she was tired of it that it finally sank in to him. So we (DH & myself) called a "Family Meeting". Here the girls were allowed to air all of their feelings about things without the fear of punishment or judgement. New rules were established that "playing" has gone too far when "STOP" is said.

I'm Stressed.....

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Well it's come to that time. SD will be home tonight. She took a week's long vacation with her mother. When she left a week ago DH and I had a HUGE argument about her...I mean H-U-G-E argument. That argument sparked my visit to the therapist. Tonight will be the first time she's been with us since and I'm stressed about it. Honestly things are going so well that I really don't even want her there. I dread it. I wonder what her attitude is going to be.

Therapy

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I went to my first therapy session today. I have taken the advice of several on this website and sought therapy. I know that it won't be an overnight fix but I'm certainly glad that I decided to give it a try. I understand that I have issues and the therapist helped shed some light on why SD is acting the way she does. For example, she (SD) sees that I have a relationship with my BKs that she doesn't have with her mother. I know her mother and trust me, she doesn't have that type of relationship with her. Hhhmmm that was food for thought.

New blogger

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I have just discovered this site and from reading all of the entries.....I'm so glad to know that I'm not alone. I hate it that so many other people are having to go through what I'm going through but I'm still glad that it's not just me. Let me give you a little history on my situation. About 6 yrs ago I met my Soulmate. He had one daughter and I had one daughter and a small son (not even a year old). We lived 350 miles away from each other. (we worked together via the telephone) We dated for a year. Either he would travel to my state or I to his.

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