Ugh. This may be more of a vent than anything else. It is one of those things that DH and I just have to learn to ignore/look at the big picture/etc. I still want to complain a little, though.
DSD's mom has pretty much moved in with her new BF. Mind you, her second engagement in the past three years just ended in October, she met the new guy in December, he filed for divorce in January and it was final at the end of February. DSD met the new guy at Christmas (Surprise!). They were supposed to move at the end of May, but they are, for all intents and purposes, living there. This all happened very, very fast.
The house is the former marital home of the BF and his ex. The house is 45 minutes away from DSD's mom's previous residence. The BF has shared custody with his ex and his two kids go back and forth on an almost daily basis. DSD lives one week here/one week at her mom's.
Here is the ridiculous, petty problem: DSD's mom will not shut up about how perfect life is there. When she came to pick up DSD last week, the conversation went like this:
DSD was playing on the computer when her mom arrived:
DSD's Mom: Oh, these computer games! At BF's house, we have so many different computers and gaming systems that sometimes all four kids are each in front of a different screen!
Me: We try to limit it...
DSD's Mom (interrupting): Sometimes I have to just send them all outside. BF has all of this beautiful acreage, they can jump on the trampoline - why waste away the day inside?
DSD: See my new shirt with peacock feathers on it? DSD loves peacocks.
DSD's Mom: Very cute! Guess what? There is a man near BF's house that has peacocks in his yard! We'll have to drive by and see them!
DSD: Daddy bought the game "Guess Who?" this week!
DSD's Mom: Oh, we have that one already. Now that we have four kids, we have so many games - a closet full!
DSD: I want to bring my hula hoop with me.
DSD's Mom: Okay. BF bought all of the girls hula hoops, but the ones he bought must be too fancy. They light up, but the thing that makes them do that is heavy, so DSD has an easier time with the plain ones.
DSD's mom dropped by to do a check exchange with DH this week, and he told me that the conversation went about the same. He was really hoping the baby would wake up so he could get rid of her.
I think the annoying part is twofold. One, it is competitive - DSD can't have something (be it a material item or an experience) that DSD's Mom and BF cannot top. The other part is that this happens every time - everything is perfect, everything is wonderful, big plans are made, DSD and her sister get all excited, then after nine months or so, the infatuation wears off, DSD's mom stops being on her best behavior, and the whole thing falls through. It is a constant cycle. Maybe it will work out this time. We'll see.
I sure do get sick of hearing about how perfect life is, though. Because believe me, I didn't ask.
DSD's mom has pretty much moved in with her new BF. Mind you, her second engagement in the past three years just ended in October, she met the new guy in December, he filed for divorce in January and it was final at the end of February. DSD met the new guy at Christmas (Surprise!). They were supposed to move at the end of May, but they are, for all intents and purposes, living there. This all happened very, very fast.
The house is the former marital home of the BF and his ex. The house is 45 minutes away from DSD's mom's previous residence. The BF has shared custody with his ex and his two kids go back and forth on an almost daily basis. DSD lives one week here/one week at her mom's.
Here is the ridiculous, petty problem: DSD's mom will not shut up about how perfect life is there. When she came to pick up DSD last week, the conversation went like this:
DSD was playing on the computer when her mom arrived:
DSD's Mom: Oh, these computer games! At BF's house, we have so many different computers and gaming systems that sometimes all four kids are each in front of a different screen!
Me: We try to limit it...
DSD's Mom (interrupting): Sometimes I have to just send them all outside. BF has all of this beautiful acreage, they can jump on the trampoline - why waste away the day inside?
DSD: See my new shirt with peacock feathers on it? DSD loves peacocks.
DSD's Mom: Very cute! Guess what? There is a man near BF's house that has peacocks in his yard! We'll have to drive by and see them!
DSD: Daddy bought the game "Guess Who?" this week!
DSD's Mom: Oh, we have that one already. Now that we have four kids, we have so many games - a closet full!
DSD: I want to bring my hula hoop with me.
DSD's Mom: Okay. BF bought all of the girls hula hoops, but the ones he bought must be too fancy. They light up, but the thing that makes them do that is heavy, so DSD has an easier time with the plain ones.
DSD's mom dropped by to do a check exchange with DH this week, and he told me that the conversation went about the same. He was really hoping the baby would wake up so he could get rid of her.
I think the annoying part is twofold. One, it is competitive - DSD can't have something (be it a material item or an experience) that DSD's Mom and BF cannot top. The other part is that this happens every time - everything is perfect, everything is wonderful, big plans are made, DSD and her sister get all excited, then after nine months or so, the infatuation wears off, DSD's mom stops being on her best behavior, and the whole thing falls through. It is a constant cycle. Maybe it will work out this time. We'll see.
I sure do get sick of hearing about how perfect life is, though. Because believe me, I didn't ask.
