18 rules for dating my teenage daughter cast
I remember telling her exactly "My plate is overflowing and I can't take one more thing." She begged and promised that she would help me take care of the girls, babysit, help with the housework, all of this but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me move back home..."Mommy". I remember having a bad feeling in my stomach that this would not work out. At the end of the story, the very things she promised to do because I was so overwhelmed to help me, became the things she resented. My nieces paternal grandmother (who wanted nothing to do with them when Mom died and they needed a place to go) criticized me constantly to the girls which caused them to behave disrespectfully to me at times and belligerent to each other.
To her credit, she did keep her promise and babysit for me. But mostly I just needed some time to get away from the stress-filled misery that was my life by this time. So they started fighting for the first time between themselves.
A strong desire to experience life and live fully came over me. I did not want to model: "stay together for the sake of the children" to my daughter the way my mom did to me. No, I wanted to model a strong women with self respect and courage to create a happy life. In only three months after the divorce (I guess I was pretty naive and "raw meat") I hooked up with a very manly man who paid so much attention to me and seemed to be everything I ever wanted. I was so glad she had a strong male father figure because her read dad was not.
It seemed to me that the divorce had been a good thing for my daughter.
Later, it was mentioned to me that this hurt her very much and I can certainly understand how that might have happened. I wanted them to have the attention from the family because I felt they were more needy than she. So I decided to take the girls without my daughter.
I felt she was not the best influence on them though she was still young herself, only in her early 20's.
I took my nieces for a trip out of town for Christmas.
But I do remember the trip and I do not remember having any feelings of ill intent toward her, only that I felt it was better for everyone if she did not come along.
That may have been my biggest mistake in contributing to her hating me now.