I have two teenage kids who want to spend some time with their dad (exh) on Christmas Day. He doesn’t do presents, planning, kindness and is a mostly functioning but often low level unpleasant alcoholic. He lives in a small flat with limited kitchen facilities, it’s not at all homely. One thing - He can cook a good roast dinner, I am no chef!) The kids think he’s pretty good - this is a mystery to me as he doesn’t pay child support and goes missing and has never been to a school thing/parents evening and is largely absentee but I am always nice about him as much as I can be and I think because when they go to his they get unlimited sweets, free run of whatever they want to do and 10 hours of roblox a day.
I am not great with Christmas. My parents and siblings live the other side of the country and I don’t want to go to theirs. Me and kids did go to theirs a couple of years ago and the passive aggression and politics put me off for life.
last year I invited exh around for kids sake and I thought oh he can cook dinner 🙈 it was so annoying in reality watching him in the kitchen I paid for and paid again for when I divorced him and which we built whilst he was having a string of infidelities. I can’t face that again. But the kids just want him here and are begging me to invite him around and saying he’ll be lonely.
I have met a nice man and have taken it slowly for a couple of years. I’d like to see him on Christmas Day too. He’s around and flexible and in an ideal world I’d have him here but the kids are pretty rude to him as they just want their dad and are pushing back on his growing presence in house (I’m talking a few hours when they’re here every couple of weeks).
I can’t hide under the duvet all day can I? I think of a friend asked me I’d say “what do you want?”. But the sad thing is I don’t really know what I want other than for Christmas to go last as quickly as it can before my fake grin slides. How can I divide up the day to make it bearable? I really don’t want to let my kids down nor have exh cooking in our home nor upset new fella by not seeing him. How do other separated parents divide the day? I can’t see the wood for the trees here for myself.