Every contact weekend is a fanfare of disrespect, no set rules around meals or bedtimes and a general shitty time for everyone that isn't DH or his D.
But the "birthday weekend". Oh Lord. I have only just got over the extremity that was Christmas. I sound a proper cow but I can't face it. Everything is to the max. DH has come home with "birthday tea" and "birthday breakfast" but nothing for me and DS "Oh God I totally forgot, supermarket was a nightmare but she will be happy so thats all that matters". I shit you not. For context, I am shielding and don't drive so I wasn't too happy myself!
I can see it now. Up until the early hours, taking over the living room and TV screaming down the PS4 headphones to her mates for hours, being a bit of a bully to DS if he plays with a toy, sits next to her whilst on PS4 and tries talk to her or if he plays with DCat. I am constantly worried about DS as I don't like him pushed around or spoken to like shit. And thats on a regular weekend
. Going off previous form it'll be "well it is her birthday weekend".
I so wish we could have some harmony and feel more like a family and I do try but DH needs to bloody reign it in sometimes 