The short version:
It was my stepdaughters' birthday today and I have always been expected to be around whenever any of the three children they open their presents from us, even when I am late and running out of the door.
This year, in discussion with my husband, it was agreed that he would take her for breakfast on his own and she would open her presents with him.
This has bothered me all week, I have felt like my husband wouldn't be interested and only finally told him on Saturday night. He didn't understand and wasn't prepared to discuss, I feel dismissed and it wasn't great until about 10pm sunday evening when it dissolved into a huge row and now I'm at my parents while they are on holiday.
The long version .... put the kettle on then come back!!
Had a huge row with my husband tonight and am now at my parents house (they are on holiday). My husband wanted to chat about the fact I've been a bit down and off sex this week.
This, I explained to him is because I am unsettled about stepmothering at the moment and did not feel able to speak to him. As a result he has come to the conclusion that we have huge problems in our marriage. We then had a discussion about what we could do to help the other and his suggestions for how I could support him were to cheer up and develop a thicker skin. Neither of which I found constructive or helpful and it sprialled.
To put into context. I have known my husband for five years. We have been a couple for two and married for six months. We know what we are doing and had a series of long discussions about the realities of how a step family should work both with each other and with the priest that married us. What we failed to discuss is how to deal with supporting your wife when she needs a hug.
My husband has been divorced for 8 years. I obviously was not involved. The children are 15, 12, and 8, they life with their mother about five minutes away. Mother loved me until about two months before the wedding when I think it hit home that I was permannet and I have gone from being welcome in her home whenever we pick up the children to it is preferred if she doesn't see me. Around this time, a huge row erupted between my husband and the 15 year old son. As a result, everyone was upset, the son stopped speaking to my husband and didn't come to the wedding and things became strained with the 12 year old (daughter). The 8 yr old is apparently oblivious. All of this is completely understandable, there were two long term girlfriends before me and while is has been acknowledged that they prefer me to the exes, I think the shock that Dad was getting married was a bit much, probably most of all for the ex wife. Nothing unusual so far.
What has shocked me is how profoundly hurt I was and have been since, followed by how my otherwise understanding husband just thinks I'm over the top. My husband has a difficult relationship with his eldest son and is so used to various rows, upsets, children not speaking to him and the ex-wife's monday morning phone call with the latest list of complaints that he is completely numb to it. He takes the call, them gets on with his day, in his words he "compartmentalises." An area I am regularly reminded that I lack skills in.
We are now at a point where the youngest son stays all the time and really likes me (a parent from his school dropped him off on Friday and told me that she overheard my stepson telling her son that he could meet his stepmum, that I'm lovely, and that some stepmums are horrible but his isn't) while the other two are ok with me but any bond we had before the row is lost and they both have a difficult relationship with their Dad.
The main problem is the daughter. It's textbook. She has been number one girl from the previious marriage through the previous relationships and now dad has "two girls." This is no doubt very tough to deal with and I am very aware that we need to be careful. There have been signs that she has been stuggling with being one of two girls that Dad loves since we moved in together about 18 months ago. Things such as when I get up to get a drink, she would move to my spot and stroke the back of her dad's head like I was etc. None of this I consider a problem. In fact I pointed it out to my husband at the time that we need to make sure that she gets enough attention and was dismissed and being paranoid. It is painfully obvious to everyone including my husband that she needs time with him, which I wholeheartedly support and in fact encourage him to contact the children more than he does. I'm not sayin this to prove that I'm perfect, I just want to ensure that you don't think that in any way have a problem with with the children having a relatioship with their dad without me.
The reason I have been a bit upset this week is because it is the daughter's birthday today. Since we have moved in together, on birthdays we've given joint presents and cards and we've both been there when they opened them. Of late, my husband has barely seen his daughter. This is due to him working full time in a very high level job about two hours away from where we live and not being home before 7:30 most nights and that she has a very busy schedule dancing and being 12 (there is something in the ex wife wanting to ensure that her children consider her to be perfect while dad is the bad guy but that is for another thread!). So in discussion this week, we decided that he would take her for breakfast and just open her presents with the two of them. I suggested it and I completely support it, however I was slightly gutted that he didn't suggest that I see her open her presents. Stupid I know and it has made me sad. This is because I have never felt excluded from his family until now and it not only hurts but it also scares the hell out of me.
This has resulted in me being a bit quiet this week and by the time it got to saturday, I couldn't stand the thought of being in our house waiting for him to come home and just made myself scarce for the day. As a result my husband had a perfect morning with his daugther followed by a fantastic time with his youngest son in the afternoon. All brilliant, and I'm thrilled, frankly there are times I don't think he prioritises them highly enough and I thik he could make more of an effort. So anything like that is great.
So by saturday night, he wanted to go out for a few drinks. I wanted to deal with our disaterously messy house and the huge pile of ironing. Sad, I know. But part of it was because we are both extremely busy and time poor and a project that has taken over my time for the past few weeks is now over and I need to get back on top of the house and partly because I didn't want to go out, have a few drinks and end up in a row. I should add that I run a business from home and I think at times, there is an unfair expectation that I should do some of the housework while he is at work, however to counter that, we do have a cleaner, he does do the cooking and he earns a lot more than I do.
So following me saying that I didn't want to go out. I explained why I have been feelin sad. He just looked at me, told me he didn't understand. And that was it. He was no longer interested. So I said that if he didn't want to discuss it and wanted to go out, that was fine with me but I need to sort out the house. So he went out without saying goodbye and I did the ironing, including 15 of his work shirts because due to me being busy, he was running out.
When he returned, it was awkward, I didn't know what to say and he (apart from checking whether he should get into bed with me) didn't ask how I was or want to discuss it. It was odd this morning and then he went out with my youngest stepson (who was dropped of early doors) and returned later with some flowers and card from my youngest stepson for me for mothers day. This was in no way the stepsons' idea and he even apologised for the poor handwriting becasue he had to do it in the car. I do appreciate the gesture from my husband and thought he might understand a little bit. but when the mother's day festivites with his mother and grandmother were over and we had dropped the youngest stepson home, he asked me to go to bed with him to make love.
Not that I'm complaining about that. But I just didn't want to, it still felt sad and it would have been fake. So I said no and asked if we could just curl up on the sofa, at which point the discussion started and it all went wrong. Frankly I feel like if I had just gone to bed and faked it, I would have had a much more successful evening.
So here I am without even a spare pair of knickers.
My husband thinks I resent him spending time with his children and that I'm weak and pathetic when actually I think I put up with an awful lot, suport him wholeheartedly and just wanted a bl**dy cuddle.
Am I being unreasonable?