I don't know if the season, or hormones, or ghost of frustrations past, but everything XH does is just pissing me off the past few weeks.Â
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In the past week I've been pissed off about the following ridiculous things:
-he called to see if DS and I got home ok in a really bad blizzard
-he wants to bring DS's gifts over tonight before we travel in opposite directions
-the thought of our usual little b-day party for DS with just the 3 of us next week
-the fact that I'm feely mildly guilty that I'm working hard to make Christmas magic for DS while he's feeling a bit stressed/broke/inadequate.Â
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Plus a whole list of slightly more justified annoyances about forgetting DS's things and cutting visitation short. This morning's gem was that I got mad when he told me he couldn't find what he wanted for DS for Christmas this late....because he started shopping a week ago and was looking for something specialized (and out of season since it's an outdoor toy and we've currently got 3+ feet of snow everywhere).Â
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ETA: I do not actually act on the anger. I've been resisting the urge. He can probably tell that I'm a little annoyed sometimes, but not too much.
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I'm sure part of it is hormonal. Some of it seems to be flashbacks of a decade Christmas/birthday/Valentine's Day/Anniversary/Mother's Day being forgotten until the last minute and the half-a$$ results and worrying that DS is being set up for more of the same. A few things seem to be boundary related...I'm feeling a need to firm them up, but having trouble with that because we're both working really hard to stay amicable co-parents. (And because he's not really violating boundaries. He rarely stays long. He calls to talk to his son every couple of days at apporpriate times. It's totally appropriate.)
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I'm wondering though...is some of this just part of the process? Almost exactly a year ago, I moved into my own place. I've tried to deal with things as they come up. We've never had a chance to actually talk about what went wrong, because he just doesn't talk. I've got this overwhelming urge to snap at him ALL THE TIME and I'm really trying hard to keep the peace. Partially because on a rational level, I realize that things like giving his son a Christmas present and making sure we're not stranded in a blizzard are NOT BAD THINGS. And partially because I'm trying to keep the big picture in mind. Am I my own special brand of crazy, or is this a common part of the process?
Edited by RollerCoasterMama - 12/22/10 at 12:04pm








