DS's dad left when I was pregnant. It wasn't much of a relationship TBH. I was 20, he was 30, it was all a bit unhealthy. I am glad we broke up when we did and I think I did a good job of being a single mum. Married DH when DS was 5, he's the only live-in father DS has ever known and he calls him Daddy. He's 11 now.
X didn't want to know until I got married. He's now pretty involved - the 'usual', one evening a week and every other weekend. All the fun stuff
He doesn't like me and takes great pains to make it clear that he doesn't like me. He sends me sneery emails, he says sneery things about our home to DS, he is patronising and unkind when we're around each other. I keep it light and cheerful and DH does most of the handovers. But I have to bite my tongue/sit on my hands quite a lot.
He's been dating a girl for a few months - she seems nice, it's his second serious relationship since he came back into DS's life. He moved her in last month and now DS has come home saying they are getting married. Brilliant, I am truly pleased, especially as she seems to genuinely like DS.
But DS keeps saying stuff, all innocent, like "it's going to be so cool to have two dads and two mums", and "I can't wait to tell people at school that my new mum works for nintendo" (she doesn't but does have a similar 'cool' job), and "I might get some new brothers and sisters".
I am smiling. I am being enthusiastic. I am saying "yes DS that is totally brilliant" with genuine excitement. When DS said "XP says you only invited him to your wedding because it was near his house so he isn't going to invite you to his", I said that no that wasn't why he was invited but that he could invite whoever he wanted of course. I'm doing pretty well all things considered.
But this 'new mum' stuff is killing me. She's been around for less than a year. She barely knows him, nor he her. I am so glad he's happy about this and doesn't feel pushed out, but 'new mum' - argh!
I can't say anything to DS of course so I thought I'd get it out here. I am
though - DH and I have done the grunt work of parenting and XP and 'new mum' are getting all the glory, with their bigger house and better activities and oh I hate it I hate it.
AIBU? Oh I know I am. But can anyone relate?