Post Game Analysis: Week Four
Unpacking.
Still.
Sucking the life out of me.
We have set up the bedrooms, but Ms. Sydney has an issue with... sharing. Four year olds: apparently VERY picky. And competitive. And jealous of other people their same age, or gender.
Sydney wants her pictures and things where she wants HER things. she has no concept of "Gabby will want to hang pictures, too."
Also, the defensiveness for our OWN kids has set in. Endless discussions about parenting, how to parent best, talking in endless euphemisms, endless attempts at making room for the other person and their processes.
Others are learning of our cohabitation and are less enthusiastic. I have heard "Oh, like the Brady Bunch" more times than I can count. People think we're: a) crazy; b) selfish; c) misguided; d) overly hopeful; or e) all of the above.
I just keep wishing for moments of normalcy. And then I remember, in a blended family, EVERYTHING is normalcy.
Perpetually anxious/simultaneously exhausted mom of a blended family of 7 kids & 2 pets. Writer about same. Wife to one amazingly patient husband. Drinker of wine. 





November 11th, 2007 - 00:21
tell them YEs exactly like the Brady Bunch but with sex, drugs and rock-n-roll. And your housemaid is named Conquita Banana Hannah.