I didn’t know whether to post this in adoption or teenagers or here.
The dds, 16 and 13, were just going to bed when oldest triumphantly reeled off three or four of the surprises I’d got for them. They’ve obviously been poking around.
They’re adopted and have lots of issues and I know oldest in particular has said a few times that she doesn’t like surprises but I put a lot of thought into these things.
The glee in her voice - kind of like saying “you can’t keep any secrets from us” - and that this happened at 10.45pm when there’s no time to do exchanges, resulted in me bursting into tears.
We’ve had a shitty year and I’m a single parent.
Everything has to be spoilt, birthdays, Christmas, days out. I should have learned by now they just can’t handle it.