I am not sure just yet where I am heading with this blog. Right now I plan for it to be a place of reflection and discussion on a range of topics that frequent my family life: transracial adoption, adoptee rights, being a stepmom and at times being a stepmonster.
Tongue and Cheek humor does not always come across in blogging-- so please ask before becoming too judgemental and if something really offends-- you can always look elsewhere for your reading enjoyment.
I’m not promising a well outlined, organized blog. I’m actually anticipating that this blog will be disjointed—I am a career woman in her early 40’s with four children living under my roof. A lot has happened in the past years and I am not going to even attempt to fully chronicle everything in the events as they occurred. Maybe I can figure out how to use tags or something if anyone else shows up here and actually does want to look at topics in a more flowing fashion.
Where to start?
I am married for the second time—to wonderful man who came with two children from his first marriage. I thankfully, do not have any children from my first marriage. Yes, I said thankfully. Watching how difficult life is for my stepkids has only reassured me that it was a good thing I did not procreate with my Ex-husband. My first marriage was relatively short.
A story for another time—perhaps.
Perhaps not.
My current husband Hmm, what should I call him? I’m not really into the princess theme crap stuff and our life is far from a Disney style fairly tale—maybe a frog prince, I’ll call him Froggy.
OK—the following is partly from what I have heard from Froggy, his family, and read in court papers.
Froggy was married to his Ex-wife for 10 years. I will refer to her as simply, “EX.” Theirs was a pretty dysfunctional marriage.
They were young and his Ex was being deported from the USA—she actually showed very little interest in Froggy until the whole deportation thing came up (imagine that?!).
Froggy married her and all was basically good until they had SD about 4 years in.
Then EX decided she wanted nothing to do with Froggy’s family and she didn’t want them around HER daughter. The marriage hit the rocks, but not before Froggy and EX had another baby, a son, a couple years after their daughter.
Froggy decided to stick it out until his son was a couple years old.
During that time Froggy went for months without EX saying a word to him. When she did talk to him, she was verbally abusive. EX liked to spend most of their money on clothes etc. and financial problems often resulted from her overspending.
The marriage continued to disintegrate to the point that EX became violent toward Froggy and she was even arrested twice for domestic violence.
The second and last time, EX was court ordered to not see her children until she completed an anger management course as she came close to harming their son during her last tantrum.
I will refer to my stepdaughter as SD and my stepson as SS (keeping it simple).
It took 2-years for Froggy to complete his divorce and was awarded joint physical custody of his children ages 4 and 6.
Enter—Me—only a couple months after Froggy’s divorce. We dated for about 2 years, during which time I did not meet Froggy’s children. Froggy did not want his children to meet women he dated—only if the relationship was going to become marriage. After about 2 years, we decided we wanted to get married.
Honestly, sometimes I think I need to have my head examined.
Marrying a man who already has two kids—and a psycho EX wife is not the best path in life!
Sometimes I look back and wonder WTH was I really thinking?
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