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How can I say it more clearly? I don’t like being a stepmom…
If anyone’s to blame for me hating stepmotherhood to my step sons as much as I adore motherhood to my own son– I would have to say it’s my husband’s ex-wife. I don’t dislike her in an ex-wifely manner– I’m disgusted by her total lack of morals, humanity, maternal instincts, and any semblance of something that might resemble character. I hate her– I hate her the way I hate black mold, carpet glue in the laundry, dog “doodies”, Stalin, and honeymustard vinegrette.
Hate is a strong word. I really hate her guts.
I’m normally a calm, nice, even annoyingly sun-shine morning kind of person, an ordinary housewife that enjoys roasting chickens so that they look better than the roasted chickens in the grocery store ads.
I knit! How can a person that knits hate another human being so deeply as I hate this woman? It would seem unknitterly but I really just want to poke her eyes out with my knitting needles. Or turn the mohair scarf I’m working on into a makeshift garrot and strangle her with it.
Why do I have to be a stepmom and actually interact with this woman once a month? Both the boys are the result of her messing around behind my husband’s back, neither are his biologically but he sticks with it because he’s a good guy and she treats him like crud. He put her fat behind through school and she drops out right before finishing her degree and then defaults on her student loans and then has the gall to complain that she has no money (although he pays his childsupport like clockwork) and then expects me to ante-up cash from the little money I earn writing so that she can pay her Nordstroms credit card off.
Quite possibly she’s insane. I may dress my kid in Gap and Carharts but that’s only because I either make my own clothes or go thrift hunting so I have the extra cash to put towards getting him name brands (besides, spending a few extra bucks on Carharts for kids, or Doc Martin boots goes a long ways– he’ll never wear this stuff out, the Gap stuff is just for cutes it’s not really better quality). I clip coupons and use double saver stamps to keep our family in groceries. I grow veggies in our garden. I was so excited (is this pathetic or what?) that I could actually afford a freakin’ rice cooker that I found at a liquidation store for $5.
Why can’t she do the same for her kids?
Because she’s selfish and lazy and she thinks that we’re money-cows because she’s got entitlement issues.
DEEEEEEP BREEEAAAATTTHHH….exhale…
It wouldn’t be so bad if I didn’t have to buy her children clothes every visit because they are dressed like little waifs every time we go pick them up and I never see the clothes I bought them “last time” ever again.
I would be mortified if my son’s stepmom felt she had to buy him clothes.. or anything for that matter.