tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26894733080520906262011-10-11T08:00:13.203-04:00Oops I forgot to breath!!!Life in the fast lane of a blended familyThe frazzled Wifeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049942719723880657noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2689473308052090626.post-17956312651621568642011-10-11T08:00:00.000-04:002011-10-11T08:00:13.237-04:00Tuesday's 10 truths<div style="text-align: left;">Tuesday's 10 Truths</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><ol style="text-align: left;"><li>I often wonder if we have a baby together if it would complete such a blended family. </li><li> Sometimes I want to call the ex wife and just yell at her for the things she doesn't do for the kids</li><li>Somedays...I wish I hadn't dove head first into this marriage and blending of families </li><li>I often regret quitting school to deal with my bonus son's medical issues, I knew she'd eventually stop me from doing it.</li><li>I hate that family members can't see how offensive it is to me to see her call them mom, dad, sis...ect</li><li>I regret not having more open communication with my ex after the divorce</li><li>I regret giving my kids reality checks about their dad...I think they deserve to know the truth but I could of done it in a more responsible manner.</li><li>My husband and I have been each other's best friend, confidant and attraction for years...we've just always kept it private.</li><li>I have been hurt many times by my husband non intervention of his ex wife's actions.</li><li>I am probably the strongest woman I know... and yet I get weak the second my husband steps foot in front of me... like a kid that needs protecting. </li></ol><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>The Wifey</i></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2689473308052090626-1795631265162156864?l=frazzledwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The frazzled Wifeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049942719723880657noreply@blogger.com0 Charleston, SC, USA32.7503226078097 -79.9145507812531.0623556078097 -82.44140628125 34.4382896078097 -77.38769528125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2689473308052090626.post-82728110011396633722011-10-10T15:55:00.001-04:002011-10-10T15:55:37.546-04:00Beginnings of a blog<br /> I am a mom and bonus mom to some very wonderful children. With the blending of kids and lives comes a blending of families, lives and lines blur majorly. I wish that I could give some of you confidence that it is easy, I've seen people say it is, I can give you that. I can tell you about my thoughts, stresses and my results. I can tell you the things I hear amongst our kids and the things I wish had never been said. I'm not perfect.. I don't know any mom that does everything perfect. I do know there is a line, a line that as a bonus mom/ wifey you wish the former wife would not cross. I know there is a line that as a mom and a former wife you wish the new girlfriend/ wife wouldn't cross. All these shady blurred lines bring me to this blog. The vents needed over a ex husband that won't step his game up and a ex wife that needs a reality check sometimes. This is my space to rant and vent, to feel get it out without truly hurting anyone. With that being said.. I look forward to comments and rant backs, getting to know my followers and knowing that maybe I'm not as alone in this blending of families as I feel I am. This is my life....on a blog...in a virtual world....knowing even if someones stumbles on it...they now know just how insane they drive me and I don't care. It is me.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The Wifey</span></i> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2689473308052090626-8272811001139663372?l=frazzledwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The frazzled Wifeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08049942719723880657noreply@blogger.com0