Im glad they live 1000+ miles away. There. Sorry, but way back when I used to be excited to meet your kids. Then I was consistently kept a secret and hidden because they couldn't be ready yet. It was new after your divorce so I accepted that. But it started to hurt. After awhile, 1.5 years, I stopped caring to meet them. Sure you brought me up occassionally but the prime opportunity to meet on neutral ground came and went. Then finally they come here to visit instead of you going there-which was awful for so many reasons. So, you have a day alone with them as you should, you prep them to meet me and BD10 the next day and all hell breaks loose. SS13 flips out and cries hysterically and won't talk to you but sure does spend hours texting BM. You surprise me and man up. You concede to missing out on lunch but insist on dinner. Cool. You tell them they don't get to run your life but that you love them and want them a part of it. Cool.

Dinner happens and of course it's awkward. Even more so when SS13 refuses to look at me or acknowledge my presence. SS8 acts like a retard and can't stop moving or making weird noises. But, I mentally cut him slack cause he is only 8, just making a mental note that the next time your criticize my BD10 for the same I will point out the double standard. All in all not fun but coulda been worse.

Next day we are supposed to do another casual something but more of the same crying and hysterics and refusals. And the next day. And the next day. Then I end up with the flu and dangerous dehydration during pregnancy on NYE so you finally put the foot down and make them come here so you can take me to hospital. Great. Meanwhile back at the house your obese SS13 finishes the crap food you bought him (enabler) since of course our natural and organic food couldn't possibly be good enough. Except for the gelato. He made sure to finish an entire container while bossing around BD10 and SS8 to do things for him. He's a mean shit to his brother. And then of course we get home from hospital at 4 am you get precious 3 hours of sleep before SS13 demands to leave. You don't want to rock the boat since he did the honor of coming over so you oblige. I'm way too tired and sick to care.

You coach my BD10 not to say anything about our baby since you aren't ready to tell them since SS13 has acted like such a brat over my sheer existence which was not news to him. Maybe today you will get the balls to tell your spoiled son that we are having a baby. Sure cant keep it a secret any longer, I'm 5 mos pregnant. Thank God they live so far. It sucks you don't get to see them but its not like your son is ever obliging to talk to you on the iPhone you pay for. Except of course to beg and demand and manipulate you into giving him more stuff. Such as the $300+ headphones you caved on for his bday. I'm sure that was all he could think of to ask for since he has every game system and apple device known to man. The kid has 3 iPods. Seriously. I just hate that you spend hundreds of dollars to fly them up here only to spend more and more on gifts and food. Reality check is going to be harsh next time. We will all be under one roof and our food will be good enough. No special requests, no kid dinners. If my BD10 can eat normal (actually good quality healthy) food so can your kids. Oh and your grand idea about them coming up here in time for the birth of baby and staying for a month is not gonna happen. Hopefully after this visit you will rethink that. I know you need your time with them so I suggest they come up at the end of the summer not beginning. This gives us time to bond with the baby and I can care for my newborn without being stressed out extra from their presence and hopefully get into a somewhat routine before they come.
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How do all you do this with more frequent visitations? I would die. I'm dreading the summer. We don't know if there will be a spring break visit or not cause flights are crazy expensive. I hate feeling this way. I hate it! Especially since all things considered they are only kids. They aren't really all that awful, I'm sure. BM has a huge role in all this, I know. FH has seen some really mean nasty texts directly to him and checked out his sons phone to see all sorts of nasty coaching and disrespectful things. I just can't help the way I feel and I hate it. Hence this vent so I don't turn into crazy lady on FH without any warning.