I’ve been thinking about this off and on because it’s struck close to home.
I recently had an operation. Me. Not even one of my kids. Me. Major enough I was in for a few days. She didn’t ask how I was. She didn’t text. She didn’t contact me. Not at all. And I’m not bothered. I haven’t said to anyone she should have, because I don’t think she should.
Would people really think she should have? My dad asked after me on the phone regularly but it mildly irritated me that every time it was “we were wondering” “me and Jane are thinking of you” because it couldn’t just be him, she had to get shoehorned in.
Your dislike of the way she is raising their child shines through. The fact that you want your kids to be included also does.
Maybe it’s the having a child of their own. Maybe they want just to see your partner. Maybe that has brought up differences in your parenting styles that now, because they have a child of their own, stand out.
My dad and her were invited to an adult only family event. The youngest child there was 17. They rocked up and he opened the door and her kids jumped out. I ended up paying for them (I didn’t sort the invites but I was paying) and I felt it was rude as fuck. He and she did the breezy no big deal they’re only kids thing but it changed the whole tone of the event.
Babysitting? Why the fuck should I babysit so my dad and the woman she’s shagging can have a social life? Basically that’s what it comes down t and I just find that icky. I know I’m wrong, I know that’s unfair, but I can’t babysit. Neither can my kids (they’ve been asked) emotionally it’s too hard for me to do that. I’m busy when he’s asked me, and no, I don’t stay over in their house either we he and she go to bed in what was my parents room and fuck. I just don’t want to be there for that. It’s too much.
The she didn’t like me Facebook. Well so what. It’s facebook. Again, I’m weird, but I don’t really do Facebook and I just can’t understand people who get uptight with others for not liking posts. I have too much to do and I post infrequently and I wouldn’t ever post a status about one of my kids if they were ill. I didn’t even post a status of my own when I was sick.
I don’t send a card and a present if I don’t go to a kids birthday party. I’m for my best friends daughters party this weekend. I’m bringing a card and a present but if I hadn’t gone I wouldn’t have.
I resent my dad for how much he does with her kids. I resent that he’s there for them after school and weekends (he’s retired) that he goes to their football matches and he tucks them in. He never did that for us. But it’s kire than that. I resent how he is with her. I resent that he sits and cuddles her and they’re all over each other like a bad rash. That is had goes up and down the inside of her thigh. That he strokes her hair. My mum was desperate for physical contact in her last days and he wouldn’t give it and I hate him for that.
I also resent the way they talk about my mum. She’s dead. They slag off her choice in decor and clothes. I hated her choice in decor. It was shit and when she was alive me and her used to laugh about how different we were. But now. He and she slag her off and that’s their narrative. I know you said his ex has disappeared but even so slagging her and saying negative stuff - she’s still their mum.
That was long! Sorry.