AnnieO
Shooting from the Hip
This will be Year 5...
In 2006, Jett brought me a paper vase with paper flowers. I was touched. Then he told me he had to take it to BM because it was really for her. (He forgot it, but it ruined my pleasure...)
In 2007, he brought me a bunch of tissue-paper flowers in a terra cotta pot. I was a little tentative on this one. Yup, sure enough. Gave him lots of hugs anyway.
2008, his sped teacher had him create TWO things - one specifically directed at a Step-Mom. I was happier about this one! The one he made for BM vanished that afternoon before he went to her house. Pretty sure Onyxx made it disappear, but husband got a bunch of nasty messages from BM about me taking it. Whatever.
2009... Jett got with MY mom to get the money to buy roses from school for me. OK, at least he did this. Asked her what to do about BM. She very seriously, gently let him know that he would have to work that out with US or BM's boyfriend. So the Friday before comes, I get roses, and then he announces to me that I have to share them with BM. (I knew this was coming... Mom spilled the beans... But to have to share them with that woman burned my rear.) I got three of them ready for her anyway because he didn't need the drama from our home, too. He left them again. Still. Of course, it WAS the first time I got a Mommy present from Onyxx... So... It was nice. Two weeks later is when she got violent on me for the first time (anyone rememember "Bobby the Bruise"???).
So this year? I'm finally establishing a speaking relationship (well, sort of - facebooking) with husband's oldest son... Onyxx is heading for disaster at a fast pace... Jett is beginning to try to push buttons and I'm ready to strangle him at any given moment. husband has really turned into a Dad... And we are looking at another child... I don't feel like anything's going on this Sunday. Honestly if I get to call my Grandma, maybe see my Mom and get some sleep I'll be happy. But I'm not holding my breath on the sleep. I did tell husband - I want an actual heating pad. That's all. But even that... Sigh.
Mother's Day should be optional.
In 2006, Jett brought me a paper vase with paper flowers. I was touched. Then he told me he had to take it to BM because it was really for her. (He forgot it, but it ruined my pleasure...)
In 2007, he brought me a bunch of tissue-paper flowers in a terra cotta pot. I was a little tentative on this one. Yup, sure enough. Gave him lots of hugs anyway.
2008, his sped teacher had him create TWO things - one specifically directed at a Step-Mom. I was happier about this one! The one he made for BM vanished that afternoon before he went to her house. Pretty sure Onyxx made it disappear, but husband got a bunch of nasty messages from BM about me taking it. Whatever.
2009... Jett got with MY mom to get the money to buy roses from school for me. OK, at least he did this. Asked her what to do about BM. She very seriously, gently let him know that he would have to work that out with US or BM's boyfriend. So the Friday before comes, I get roses, and then he announces to me that I have to share them with BM. (I knew this was coming... Mom spilled the beans... But to have to share them with that woman burned my rear.) I got three of them ready for her anyway because he didn't need the drama from our home, too. He left them again. Still. Of course, it WAS the first time I got a Mommy present from Onyxx... So... It was nice. Two weeks later is when she got violent on me for the first time (anyone rememember "Bobby the Bruise"???).
So this year? I'm finally establishing a speaking relationship (well, sort of - facebooking) with husband's oldest son... Onyxx is heading for disaster at a fast pace... Jett is beginning to try to push buttons and I'm ready to strangle him at any given moment. husband has really turned into a Dad... And we are looking at another child... I don't feel like anything's going on this Sunday. Honestly if I get to call my Grandma, maybe see my Mom and get some sleep I'll be happy. But I'm not holding my breath on the sleep. I did tell husband - I want an actual heating pad. That's all. But even that... Sigh.
Mother's Day should be optional.