SD is going up to big school and there’s a parent induction evening coming up soon. BM gets all the memos, and she has invited dad. OH doest want to go but he will because SD wants him to. OH wants me to go, but feels that I shouldn’t because BM would kick off about it, and he doesn’t want to have to deal with the aggro.
The whole thing makes me feel like a third rate citizen. The mistress, not the wife. The secret he has to keep from people in his children’s lives. Sad, lonely, unappreciated, unwanted and taken for granted. However I totally understand his concern, and I just want him to be happy - but it’s at the expense of my happiness.
Here’s the catch. I do many of the school runs. I do all the homework sessions - and the three hour tantrums that come with getting a kid to do homework when they just want to play. I prepare the pack lunches. I shop for school trips and read lines for school plays. I track holidays and take time out of work for child care. I am as much involved in their schooling as he is, but BM doesn’t know this because he thinks she would kick off.
I’m so excited about SD going to big school, and she’s excitedly been telling me all about it. We have a good relationship, and I want her to know I care about her schooling. I’m devastated that I’m not invited.
Part of me wants to insist that OH can’t pick and choose where he wants me involved. Part of me doesn’t want to cause his upset. Part of me wants SD to know that I’m excited about her new school too and that she can involve me. Part of me doesn’t want to tread on BMs toes. Part of me wants BM to know that in the other household I’m the one who takes care of the mum stuff, and that she can rely on me when the kids are in our care.
I don’t know what to do. All I know is it’s causing huge tension in my house.