Our step-island is particularly odd. My husband's ex got pregnant after they'd only known each other a few weeks, right as he was finishing college. She's very conservative religiously and politically and they ended up having nothing in common and she broke up with him. Then we started dating. So I've been in K's life since before she was born- she's 20 months now. It's hard, harder than I thought it would be, I'll admit, especially at this age. She's not talking and my husband isn't usually receptive to my concern. It's nothing against him, of course, but since she's "his" and not "ours" I feel he sees it as an insult against him. So anything anyone has to offer as advice on any of it is more than welcome.
vw, you totally said the right thing. I think its easy to forget that kids are people, too, and need to be related to as such. It's much more meaningful that you didn't just give a stock answer.
vw, you totally said the right thing. I think its easy to forget that kids are people, too, and need to be related to as such. It's much more meaningful that you didn't just give a stock answer.
I really do try to do that. Unfortunately, there are a few parents that don't appreciate that type of approach, and I get the "you're single and not a parent and don't understand kids" look, or sometimes even lecture.
I actually think I'm really getting very close to reaching my limit of what I can handle. I was just going along, dealing with everything mostly pretty well, then at therapy on Wednesday, my therapist looked at my diary card (where I keep track of what DBT skills I've used each day), and she said, "Whoa." I was like, "What?" "Um, you've used practically every skill each day for the past week." Usually, a bad day is when I've had to use about half of the skills. So, I mean, it's good that I haven't had a breakdown and have just used the skills and keep plugging away, but on the other hand, I'm not sure how much longer that's going to work.
This is me, asking for hairpats. I just talked to mom, and we aren't doing Mothers' Day stuff because my dad and his brother are flying down to CA to clear out my grandmother's apartment, load everything into a truck, and drive back to WA. Grandma needs to be moved into a a more-assisted living community than the one she's currently in. She broke her hip a few weeks ago, and isn't going to regain mobility.
I'm ... kinda freaked out. I mean, I knew this was coming, but ... yeah, freaked.
I'm sorry, Jilli. That's a tough situation.
{{{{{Jilli}}}}} I'm so sorry.
In frivolous news, I finally wore my new shoes [link] I think I like them.
{{Jilli}} I'm sorry that she is doing worse.
I called Erin and left a message asking how she was doing. If I get a call back I'll let ya know.
Oh, Jilli. I'm so sorry.
I called Erin and left a message asking how she was doing. If I get a call back I'll let ya know.
Oh, good. I've been wondering about her.
