All of the drama with my step daughter just got about 100x worse last night. She was on the phone, I was trying to use the phone to call my best friend to find out the results of her moms biopsy. So, I told my SD "I need to use the phone, I have been trying to get ahold of my friend". She got an attitude about it and told her "mother", "Well, I guess I have to get off the phone RIGHT now because she just haaaaaaaaaaas to use the phone" --ummm, excuse me? Last time I checked, she doesn't give AT&T $328 a month so I am pretty sure that at 12 years old if someone tells you they need the phone, an attitude isn't needed. And that's what I told her. I didn't need an attitude when I tell her something. So in response, she has an even bigger attitude and throws this out:
"MY momma said that I DONT have to listen to you and I DONT have to hang up with phone with her just because you want to make a phone call"
Oh hell naw. First off, a 12 year old isn't going to TELL me what she will and won't do in my home, and her momma is not going to act like she's some big bad ass on the phone. Needless to say, my hormones and already deep seeded hatred for that vile disgusting woman made me lose it.
Which in turn made her start crying and saying how I"m soooooooo mean because I told her to watch her attitude and asked her if she lost her ever loving mind talking to me like she thinks she's 25 years old. I told her if I won't allow my husband to speak me like that, over my cold dead body will a child. And her mother doesn't have a word of anything that matters in MY home so she can just not include her input.
So fast foward to 2 hours of whining and crying to my husband, she said that he shouldn't choose me over her and he should make me leave and that if he doesn't make me leave that she's just going to call her momma and have her come get her and just never come back. That's the same crap her sister pulled on him when he told her there was no more cell phone allowed in our house because she was texting her mother moment-by-moment updates on what we were doing - so she said she wasn't going to be told what to do and she'd just stay at her mommas. And she did. So now the younger one pulled that card.
I expected my husband to cave and kiss her ass, and instead he said:
"I am sick of you, and I am sick of your sister both using this garbage as a way to get your way. I didn't bow down to your sister and I won't do it to you either. If you have a problem with having discipline, then stop doing things that cause you to get in trouble. If you want to never come back then that's your choice. I wont beg you to stay and I won't beg you to come back - just like I didn't do with your sister"
He's primary custodial parent, he is the one who makes the rules - but does his exwife care? NOPE. She does what she wants and she does it because if she gets them against him, then she wins. She just wants to hurt him and she's finally winning.
I am so stressed out and I am just done. Being a step mother is the WORST thing ON THE PLANET. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.
I had gone to bed before her little drama-queen spell was finished, but he just came to bed and cuddled up to me and said whatever she chooses, he's not worried about it. It breaks my heart that he's the only one who buys and supports these kids, we are the only ones who pay for their medical, their school stuff, extra things, anything that is wanted - I get. Yet their mother who calls them names, beats them, refuses to go grocery shopping and would sell them off for a bag of horse feed always wins. I don't get why there is such a sick, sick connection with children and their mothers.
Well, I feel better now that I got that out.
I have to learn to just not care about what they do. To me, or to my husband. He said over the last 7 years he's learned to just ignore it. I don't know how he does it. But I need to learn to just not care. If that's possible.
And we're supposed to announce our pregnancy today and I REALLY, REALLY don't want them to know now so this is just not a happy day.
yeh no doubt ill go over again lol. 
When was your son born (as in, was he late or early - or on time?)
by the third sniff I had to ask her to stop putting it in front of me or my lunch would be added to the pan 
Hubby had made tacos the night before so I was already on a track of getting sick of ground beef lol. He jokingly said "You're either tired, asleep, complaining about smells making you feel sick or throwing up now." I said yup and he's half responsible 
What a great man! I hope it works out and atleast the one daughter can stay where she'll be cared for but either way they will have their Dad's home, structure and safety to return to when they finally see the light about their Mom. 
