What a good relationship looks like Saturday, Sep 20 2008 

One of the best articles I’ve read about good relationships/marriages in a LONG time.  Between this article and the marriage conference DH and I attended last weekend, we realized what did and, more importantly, did not happen in our 1st marriages.  And really most of these never were elements in our first marriage.  We are wholly committed to them now.

It’s clear from the many letters I get that lots of folks have no idea what a healthy relationship even looks like. Because I care about these things, and care about the environments children grow in, I’m using this space as an attempt to remedy the problem–again.

From many sources and many experts, I have culled some basic rules of relationships. This is by no means an exhaustive list. But it’s a start. Print them out and pin them up on your refrigerator door. I won’t test you on them–but life will.

* Choose a partner wisely and well. We are attracted to people for all kinds of reasons. They remind us of someone from our past. They shower us with gifts and make us feel important. Evaluate a potential partner as you would a friend; look at their character, personality, values, their generosity of spirit, the relationship between their words and actions, their relationships with others.

* Know your partner’s beliefs about relationships. Different people have different and often conflicting beliefs about relationships. You don’t want to fall in love with someone who expects lots of dishonesty in relationships; they’ll create it where it doesn’t exist.

* Don’t confuse sex with love. Especially in the beginning of a relationship, attraction and pleasure in sex are often mistaken for love.

* Know your needs and speak up for them clearly. A relationship is not a guessing game. Many people, men as well as women, fear stating their needs and, as a result, camouflage them. The result is disappointment at not getting what they want and anger at a partner for not having met their (unstated) needs. Closeness cannot occur without honesty. Your partner is not a mind reader.

* Respect, respect, respect. Inside and outside the relationship, act in ways so that your partner always maintains respect for you. Mutual respect is essential to a good relationship.

* View yourselves as a team, which means you are two unique individuals bringing different perspectives and strengths. That is the value of a team–your differences.

* Know how to manage differences; it’s the key to success in a relationship. Disagreements don’t sink relationships. Name-calling does. Learn how to handle the negative feelings that are the unavoidable byproduct of the differences between two people. Stonewalling or avoiding conflicts is NOT managing them.

* If you don’t understand or like something your partner is doing, ask about it and why he or she is doing it. Talk and explore, don’t assume.

* Solve problems as they arise. Don’t let resentments simmer. Most of what goes wrong in relationships can be traced to hurt feelings, leading partners to erect defenses against one another and to become strangers. Or enemies.

* Learn to negotiate. Modern relationships no longer rely on roles cast by the culture. Couples create their own roles, so that virtually every act requires negotiation. It works best when good will prevails. Because people’s needs are fluid and change over time, and life’s demands change too, good relationships are negotiated and renegotiated all the time.

* Listen, truly listen, to your partner’s concerns and complaints without judgment. Much of the time, just having someone listen is all we need for solving problems. Plus it opens the door to confiding. And empathy is crucial. Look at things from your partner’s perspective as well as your own.

* Work hard at maintaining closeness. Closeness doesn’t happen by itself. In its absence, people drift apart and are susceptible to affairs. A good relationship isn’t an end goal; it’s a lifelong process maintained through regular attention.

* Take a long-range view. A marriage is an agreement to spend a future together. Check out your dreams with each other regularly to make sure you’re both on the same path. Update your dreams regularly.

* Never underestimate the power of good grooming.

* Sex is good. Pillow talk is better. Sex is easy, intimacy is difficult. It requires honesty, openness, self-disclosure, confiding concerns, fears, sadnesses as well as hopes and dreams.

* Never go to sleep angry. Try a little tenderness.

* Apologize, apologize, apologize. Anyone can make a mistake. Repair attempts are crucial–highly predictive of marital happiness. They can be clumsy or funny, even sarcastic–but willingness to make up after an argument is central to every happy marriage.

* Some dependency is good, but complete dependency on a partner for all one’s needs is an invitation to unhappiness for both partners. We’re all dependent to a degree–on friends, mentors, spouses. This is true of men as well as women.

* Maintain self-respect and self-esteem. It’s easier for someone to like you and to be around you when you like yourself. Research has shown that the more roles people fill, the more sources of self-esteem they have. Meaningful work–paid or volunteer–has long been one of the most important ways to exercise and fortify a sense of self.

* Enrich your relationship by bringing into it new interests from outside the relationship. The more passions in life that you have and share, the richer your relationship will be. It is unrealistic to expect one person to meet all of your needs in life.

* Cooperate, cooperate, cooperate. Share responsibilities. Relationships work ONLY when they are two-way streets, with much give and take.

* Stay open to spontaneity.

* Maintain your energy. Stay healthy.

* Recognize that all relationships have their ups and downs and do not ride at a continuous high all the time. Working together through the hard times will make the relationship stronger.

* Make good sense of a bad relationship by examining it as a reflection of your beliefs about yourself. Don’t just run away from a bad relationship; you’ll only repeat it with the next partner. Use it as a mirror to look at yourself, to understand what in you is creating this relationship. Change yourself before you change your relationship.

* Understand that love is not an absolute, not a limited commodity that you’re in of or out of. It’s a feeling that ebbs and flows depending on how you treat each other. If you learn new ways to interact, the feelings can come flowing back, often stronger than before.

Parenting Boards Thursday, Sep 4 2008 

I am a regular visitor to an internet “Mom” board.  I belong to several subcategories including a large board about stepparenting, a stepparenting debate group (for birthmoms and stepmoms to share viewpoints and opinions and respectfully debate the other) and just a basic debate group.  I have learned one giant truth from participating…

We (women) are our own worst enemy. 

You would think that a couple of common goals would trump everything else.  It doesn’t.  Not only does the fight between birthmothers and stepmothers wage on with a viciousness that only can be accurately described as barbarian, but even between stepmother to stepmother and birthmother to birthmother. 

The women on these boards, I believe for the most part, are truly there to learn something and see other perspectives.  But the stories and other people they describe are what make me truly sad.  I have read horror story after horror story of birthparents causing all sorts of chaos for the stepparents.  Exes unleashing hell on their child’s father.  In reverse, stepmoms and fathers unleashing hell on the exes.  I’m not saying that some of the viciousness isn’t warranted, especially when we are talking about years of difficulty. 

What I am asking is why does it start to begin with?  Why does an ex-wife feel that, just because the divorce ended bad between her and her ex-husband, that she has a right to deny her child(ren) visits and contact with their father? Why does she think she has a right to make things difficult for her child(ren) because her ex moved on and married someone else? Why does an ex-husband feel the need to rehash his life with his ex? Why does he feel the need to belittle the stepmom, whom he chose to marry, and be unsupportive?  Why do stepmoms feel it is their right to make things difficult for a stepchild’s mother, regardless of how the two get along?  I don’t get it.

Believe me, I have my own set of issues with DH’s ex.  I don’t agree with her parenting style.  I get furious at the way she treats my DH now and avoids basic collaboration about their son.  I royally disagree with the fact that she effectively took away DH’s ability to be a true father to their son by moving so damn far away, but in no way does this effect how I respect and treat her as my stepson’s mother.  I share information from when he stays with us.  I let her know my observations.  I respectfully defer to how DH and her agree to raise their son, even if it is in disagreement with my own views.  And I will NEVER disparage her to her son or in front of her son. 

Going back to my original thought though, I just don’t get why women turn on each other so much.  To birthmothers, hate or love the stepmom, we are a part of the village that raises your child.  Work with us.  Give us the tools so we can help you.  Accept the fact that we are now a part of your child’s life.  No it was not your choice and it might not be fair, but life isn’t fair.  Deal with your current circumstance with a therapist, but for the love of God, work with us when it comes to your child(ren).  Most stepmoms do not start out wishing hatred and wrath on either their husband’s ex nor their children.  That evolves after years of dealing with bullshit.

To stepmothers, respect the fact that your husband did have a life before you.  He married (maybe) someone else and they had a child.  It might have been a stupid mistake on their part, but the fact is, it happened.  I’m not going to be the stupid person that says, “You knew what you were getting into.”  The fact of the matter is, you really don’t know what you’re getting into.  But what you do know is this: there is an ex-wife and a child(ren).  Support your DH and his ex to the very best of your ability for the sake of their child(ren).  If you must bitch about the ex (and that inevitably will need to occur to preserve sanity) find appropriate and adult ways of doing so.  But share information with your husband and his ex-wife.  Continue to take the high road even if the ex sucks.  Don’t be the source of resentment by your stepchild(ren) later in life because you made their life more difficult by means of not working with their mother.  Accept the fact that you are last on the totem poll of affection most likely and realize that bad behavior on your part will just alienate you from the child(ren) even if it is their mother’s fault.  Children will notoriously choose to go back with their mother no matter how abusive and/or stupid she is simply because she is the mother.

And to husbands caught in the middle of their ex-wife and current wife…  Oh this is a tough one, but realize this, you are divorced from your ex-wife for a reason, probably many.  YOU ARE NO LONGER MARRIED TO HER.  You have chosen to marry another woman.  You have chosen to integrate her into your life that already exists.  In my opinion, you have married a saint because she even agrees to try to integrate into your past life.  Respect your ex as the mother of your child(ren) and afford her every consideration when it comes to your child(ren) together.  But do not, I repeat DO NOT, uphold her in any way past that.  Respect your current wife in every other aspect and afford her higher consideration than your ex. 

Finally, to all women out there…birthmoms, stepmoms, both, whatever…let’s start banding together as women above all.  There is a child(ren) in the middle of all of this that deserves our support.  Help each other give that child that support.  Any slip by any party has devestating consequences to the child.  Grow up, be adults and let’s start putting the child first!

Hugging between ex-spouses Monday, Aug 25 2008 

Long, bitching post…

This past weekend, DH took SS4 back up to his mom’s after spending 12 weeks with us this summer.  My boy, 5 months, is not a good car traveler yet so we thought 18 hours in a car over 2 days might be a little excessive for him at this juncture.  So we stayed behind.

DH and I agreed that SS’s old baby furniture would be going back with him since he FINALLY has his own room.  So I knew there would be some considerable time spent at BM’s house with unloading his stuff, furniture, etc…  Original plan was, in his own words, “get in, see room, set up room, get the hell out.”  He called right before he got there and said he would call as soon as he was done.

2 some hours later, still no call.  So I called.  He had just left.  I asked why he was there for so long.  Well, apparently her parents were over (they live next door) and he chatted with them for awhile.  Then he helped set up the rest of the room and played with his boy for a bit.  Then, here’s the kicker, as he was saying goodbye, his son says, “Daddy, hug my mommy.”  When neither responded, he grew more insistent saying, “Daddy, hug my mommy NOW.”  Neither knew what to do so finally BM said she was ok with it so they gave each other a hug.  SS didn’t even pay attention!  BM said, “Son, we’re hugging.”  He ignored them and then said he was busy playing iwth such and such.

At first I was ok with it, because its not like either wanted to hug.  Then I got to thinking…then I got steamed…then I backed off to assess what happened and concluded the following…

No matter how much SS loves me, he wants his Mommy and Daddy back together.  Even at 4, he probably gets that they don’t like each other but wants them to and wants them to live together.  He has said he wants all of us (me and his 1/2 brother included) to all live together.  But the deal is this, I think DH and BM handled that request VERY inappropriately for the following reasons:

1) It was dishonest.  They are not getting back together.  There is hurt feelings.  They do not like each other at the moment.  Yet, by “huggin” at their child’s request, they put on a dishonest front.  Bad message to send to their child.

2) He wants them back together.  He is going to try to manipulate situations to get them to interact more.  I mean, what’s next? “Daddy, I want you to kiss my mommy?”  Not that either of them would agree to that kind of request, but still.  He commanded and they obeyed.  It has now set a precendence. 

3) To be honest, it violated marital boudnaries.  I don’t mind DH hugging people, same sex, opposite sex…whatever.  There are situations where a hug is entirely appropriate.  I trust him to use his good sense on what these situations are as he does me.  However, unless it is an extrenuating circumstance such as a family death or some other equally upsetting situation, I see absolutely NO reason why DH and his ex-wife need to touch each other.  This is said with absolutely no jealousy.  But the fact of the matter is this, they had a relationship, a marriage, sex, and a child.  No matter how unromantic their relationship ended up being or that neither found the other that attractive, it doesn’t change the fact that they know each other in the Biblical sense.  I cannot think of one reason why hugging my ex-husband would be appropriate (outside of the ones listed earlier). 

I sat DH down and said all of this to him last night.  He got mad, not at what I was saying, but how I was saying it.  Neither he nor his ex are exactly as relationship oriented as me nor do they understand people and their motivations as quickly as I do.  (Not tooting my own horn…I have an extreme ability to instantly empathize with others and get in their heads.)  He said that I approached it arrogantly.  Aside from my approach, he said they were caught off guard, it wasn’t anything they were expecting and they just wanted to make their son happy.  He agreed with all of my reasoning on why their response was inappropriate.  He is just uncertain about what to do. 

I said that both he and his ex need to start doing some serious research to understand how children view divorce and what they do to cope.  I said that 2 years after the fact is rather inexcusable and both of them need to get with the program and quit avoiding.  I also said I wanted the matter addressed with his ex so that she understands why it was a bad idea and to formulate a plan to deal with it in the future.  I suggested that if something like that happens again, they respond with, “Mommy and Daddy would love to hug on you” redirecting the focus back to their son and affirming that both love him.  And I suggested it needed to be discussed with their son.  I pointed out that they just successfully put him in control and gave him false hope.  DH agreed with me on all counts…but is still unsure how to deal with it.

So the debate is this…what do you think of my response? Am I off base? Off my rocker? Am I right? Does anyone have a similar story?  Advice on how DH should deal with this?

Candid comments and respect are appreciated.  I think my gut was right but I’m still learning to cope with all of this.

ENFP Monday, Aug 18 2008 

No matter which personality test I take, I always end up the same. It really does describe me perfectly, faults and all.


You Are An ENFP


The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.

You are also unconventional, irreverent, and unimpressed by authority and rules.

Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.

You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You’re quite the storyteller!

In love, you are quite the charmer. And you are definitely willing to risk your heart.

You often don’t follow through with your flirting or professed feelings. And you do break a lot of hearts.

At work, you are driven but not a workaholic. You just always seem to enjoy what you do.

You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

How you see yourself: compassionate, unselfish, and understanding

When other people don’t get you, they see you as: gushy, emotional, and unfocused

Lack of Time Friday, Aug 15 2008 

I haven’t had much time for blogging.  My “bonus son,” as I have taken to calling him, is still living with me and DH and my baby has been dealing with teething.  Frankly, I’m pretty tired.  I’ve done a lot of thinking, though, during the day and night about my life, being a mom, being a stepmom, having to deal with DH’s ex-wife, etc…  I am decidedly in a much better place.  To be honest, meeting her was a good thing. Extending myself to share stories and pictures with her over the summer was a good thing.  Allowing myself to try to empathize with her was a good thing.  It has, at least for the moment, brought me some peace. 

I read a quote recently that hit me pretty hard.  It hit me about many people in my life, not just DH’s Ex.  It said, “Resentment is letting someone live in your mind, rent-free.”  Many, many people are currently occupying space in my brain rent-free.  Time to start charging! 

So, until my son gets over his teething and the croup he’s developed as well as bonus son returning to his “other” home next weekend, I will leave you with that quote.  Have a great weekend.

Aftermath of Bulimia Friday, Aug 8 2008 

I haven’t talked much about my former eating disorder in this blog very much. In some ways, it is a topic I now avoid because I haven’t induced vomiting in over a year and that was part of a life I’d rather forget. However, my 7-year addiction to bulimia is now simply a part of who I am as a person moving forward. I can’t escape that time of my life because so much happened during it that has set my life course. The long-term effects just on me alone are staggering. The ways that my ED has rippled to those I have come in contact with are immeasurable. I simply have to accept that fact no matter how horrified I am. I didn’t even realize, until recently, just how bad I was during that time. I am well today because of 3 factors:

1) I got out of my first marriage. As saddened as I am to say this, I do not believe I would have gotten well in time before I either a) died or b) killed myself remaining married to my first husband. It grieves me on so many levels to admit that because he is not a bad person. He was simply fundamentally toxic to me as an individual.

2) I met my current husband. Yes, I was still married. Yes, he was too. There are consequences of this I’ll talk about later. However, the fact remains that he saved my life. He saw someone within me, buried as it was, that he liked and thought the world needed to have. He spent hours, days, immeasurable amounts of time just simply being there for me.

3) I got pregnant. A seemingly inopportune time turned into the best “mistake” of my life. Pregnancy balanced the rest of me out in a way I couldn’t see until very recently. While I was perfectly comfortable hurting myself, once my destructive behavior towards myself was hurting another living being, I couldn’t do it anymore. I am forced every day to take care of myself because that life depends on me.

Though I am “well,” recovery is a daily process in the sense of, I still have to fight my tendencies because of anxiety and depression, I still feel the physical effects and I have to deal with what I did at my worst thereby causing anxiety and depression that I continue to deal with on a daily basis.

Every day I sit at work I am grateful that I still have my job. My performance was TERRIBLE for about a year. The only way I can explain it is this. Think about the most hungry and most tired you have ever been at work. Then think of how you felt. Maybe you recall headaches, being jittery, your mind focused on getting some food and sleep. Maybe there was also just an inabilty to focus. Now take all of that and multiply that every work day over a year with compounding results. I was going to work every day malnurished with an electrolyte imbalance on top of severe depression and anxiety disorder and who knows what other hormonal imbalances. I couldn’t concentrate, remember simple tasks and instructions, deal well with others and just do my job.

My entire day was planned around food and when I could throw it up. At its worst, that was 2-4 times just during work hours alone. When I wasn’t focused on eating and throwing up, I was focusing on covering up my addiction and overcompensating in my behavior so people wouldn’t know. And until it got bad enough, I was a PRO at covering up. On top of all of that, I had gained weight because my stomach had simply stopped processing food correctly. All of my bulimic activities that were supposed to keep me thinner were making me fatter. Of course, none of that made sense at the time so I would go off the deep end even more throwing up trying to take the weight off. My self-esteem and body image were at ZERO. While I am not on People’s 50 Most Beautiful, I am attractive and shapely enough that, under normal circumstances, I do not need to try to be noticed. I never cared that much before either. However, when you have no self-esteem, low body self image, and are 30 lbs heavier than you are comfortable with (for a short frame, that’s a lot), you start to act desperate. I was making myself “available” for flirting and such while I was married because my husband was ignoring me. I need to get a self-esteem fix somewhere.

As a result of my bulimic induced stupidity, I put myself into numerous situations in which I was lucky, quite frankly, that I wasn’t raped, kidnapped or killed. Well, that’s not entirely true. I was sexually assaulted because I made a very poor judgment call on trusting a business colleague while on a business trip. To this day, the shame that comes with that incident…well, I just can’t go there. I don’t even remember most of it other than waking up in a strange hotel room laying in some of my own blood because I was having my period.

The more well I get, the more I’m aware of the damage to myself and others that I caused. I have to work every day at reminding myself that I am better and that many decisions were made under duress, stress and depression. I would not make most of the same decisions. And even that is hart because, while some have been destructive, I would not have my wonderful husband, nor my beautiful son. I can only regret but so much.

I’m not sure how to end this post. I’m simply aware and processing. I am trying to take the lessons I learned coming out of that time and live my life better and more full. My eating disorder will always be with me though. It just doesn’t have to rule me.

Meeting SS’s Mommy Wednesday, Jul 30 2008 

Well, we finally met. After 2 years of avoidance, it all came down to this weekend. Meeting my stepsons’s mom. And to be honest, it went fine.

So here’s the story…

Friday night, BM was supposed to meet us at SS’s “school.” She went to the wrong one though and had to end up just meeting us at the house. When she got there, I tried to just act like her being there was normal and this wasn’t the first time. SS was very excited to show her all of his toys, room, etc… She ended up staying for about 45 minutes. About 30 minutes longer than I originally expected. She wrote several times before getting here that she didn’t know if she could handle being at the house (she used to live there) blah blah blah. It must not have been too bad though because she tolerated it just fine and I didn’t get any weird vibes off of her. I think we both had effectively “blocked” ourselves so not to be pinging emotions back and forth.

The weekend ended up being good for me. I went to St. Augustine with my mom and my son to visit my aunt. Both Friday and Sat. nights DH and I were able to get in some much needed “cuddle” time that normally is rushed due to SS. On Sunday, DH’s parents came up from a neighboring town where they “winter” and spent some time with the baby. Originally BM was bringing SS back around 4:30 so they hung out to see him. She called DH’s cell (I answered) to say she wasn’t going to be there until 6 because he was in the pool, melting down, needing food, etc… DH’s parents continued to hang out, but when BM got there, SS was still asleep. BM and DH stood outside talking for a long time. I was later told that she was really upset because SS was so upset about her leaving. Not saying he wasn’t truly upset but it was exacerbated by the fact his sleep schedule was off and he really hadn’t been eating much either (the blood sugar thing). It was decided that he should be brought in and allowed to nap and that BM would stay until he woke up so she just wouldn’t be gone.

I dropped a few hints that DH’s parents should go. It would be too much for SS to deal with so they did end up leaving. That left BM with me and DH. She stayed in SS’s room for the first 30-45 min. When it became apparent that SS was not ready to wake up, I offered her some wine which she drank in the bedroom. Finally she emerged while DH and I were at the table finishing dinner (I did offer dinner but she had eaten at Fazoli’s. She did say she would have rather had what I fixed but she was too full.) I offered another glass which she accepted. She stood talking to us for about another 30-40 minutes. We actually did joke around some. She was mostly comfortable. She wouldn’t sit down at the table (which I actually understood) but she did stay and talk. I had to feed My son and in the meantime BM woke SS up so he could start the warming up process. I suggested we put on some Sponge Bob (his new favorite show) and get him some juice. Both were eagerly accepted by SS to which both DH and BM said good call on my part. Two Sponge Bob episodes later and lots of laughing, SS was ok and ready to show Daddy and me his new books that Mommy had bought him for his birthday. When BM announced she was leaving (for whatever reason she made a point of telling us she was going to Uno’s to meet up with some of her old mom friends), SS simply replied, “Ok mom. Love you.” And waved her off. DH did take him outside so he could wave bye. BM said goodbye to me and thanks for the wine.

The whole thing was so bizarrely normal, I could hardly get over it. I guess we had gotten a sense of each other via email and webchats, but still. It was almost a little too…friendly. I’m just waiting for some sort of bad aftermath. DH called her later to tell her that SS had gone back to bed with zero difficulties and this morning we both realized he had only woken up and called for DH once. He had a great day at school with no behavior problems and was an absolute peach all evening. Its almost like her visit recharged him. I was prepared for behavior issues, meltdowns and “I want my mommy!” So…maybe the visit was the right thing at the right time for all involved.

The one thing that was a little weird for me was her interacting with my son. She avoided him at first, and that was fine with me, but she did talk to him from a distance a few times. At one point, DH was holding him while I did something in the kitchen. All of a sudden I heard my son just cracking up from the other room. When i peeked out of the doorway, I saw BM making silly faces to My son while DH held him and My son was just cracking up at her. That was WEIRD!

All in all though, It’s simply in everyone’s best interest to be friendly…not friends. I don’t want to be friends with her, but I would like to have a friendly and amicable relationship with her. It will just make everything to do with SS soooo much easier. I know she feels like we signed her up for an invasion and frankly, I feel the same way. We all have a loss of privacy. It is just the nature of divorce and children. However, it doesn’t mean we have to be miserable.

The Perfect Song Wednesday, Jul 23 2008 

This past week has spurred a lot a introspection and reflection.  My husband’s ex-wife coming has stirred up a lot of emotions, regret and sadness that I don’t often revisit.  I made a lot of mistakes and behaved in ways that I am not proud of.  I have reasons, but no excuses.  But the long and short of it is, I screwed up. Sometimes it is difficult to reconcile because the life and love I have now I wouldn’t trade for anything.

I’ve been exploring the concept of forgiveness.  Namely what my faith has to say about it.  I often read about the rules and judgment in the New Testament regarding divorce, affairs, remarrying, etc…and I leave it fully understanding why many turn away from the Church.  It is discouraging to make mistakes, to be human, and be ostracized or judged by those who have not walked in your shoes.  Jesus, above all, talks about forgiveness and his love for all of his children who believe.  Somehow that message has been lost, even by me.

Anyway, I was in my car today driving home from work.  It was one of the rare days I was alone since usually my husband and I ride ride to and from work together.  I slipped in a collection of Amy Grant songs for something quiet.  Usually I skip around to the ones that are familiar and ignoring the ones I have never heard.  Today I didn’t and I found a song that really spoke to me.  In fact, so much so that I started crying.  I found a comfort and peace to the lyrics and music that I haven’t felt in a long time.  I’ve decided to post it.

I can’t relive my life
I can’t retrace my tracks
I can’t undo what’s done
There is no going back

I chased a selfish dream
Did not survey the cost
Illusions disappeared
I’ve found my innocence lost

Some say it’s lessons learned
Some say it’s a living life
I say it’s choices made
Knowing wrong from right

One night I fought to sleep
In my slumber I turned and tossed
I woke to a cloudy day
And found my innocence lost

Innocent child is a beautiful thing
Secure in her father’s arms
Sleeps while a mother sings

There’s no way to know
All the harm this world can bring
I miss my innocence
Oh, to be innocent

My heavenly Father
The way of eternal love
That overflows with grace
I can completely trust

My broken heart repaired
And all my sin forgot
I can be pure again
In spite of my innocence lost

In his eyes I’m a newborn child
Cuz I accept his love
I have a newfound hope
Though I’ve found my innocence lost

I can be pure again

I’ve found my innocence lost

Procrastination, Boredom and Minutia Friday, Jul 18 2008 

All week I’ve been sitting at my desk wondering what the hell is my problem.  I can’t force myself to do any real work of consequence to save my life.  The constant “processes” talk and “stragetic planning” is driving me up a wall.  I waste my time researching things that don’t matter.  I procrastinate doing anything of real importance.  Seriously, what is my deal?

In response, I “wasted” another half of a day researching possible causes.  I came up with, this has always and forever been a part of my personality.  Sure enough, after taking another Myers-Brigg personality test, I rang up an ENFP as usual.  Every description I read is 100% accurate to how I function, react, relate, etc…  Major problems for ENFP’s, especially at work, are in the areas of boredom, follow-through and details.  While I consider myself “detail oriented,” I only mean that in terms of “no detail escapes my notice.”  I said nothing about that I actually do something about the details nor that I continue to pay attention to them once I’ve noticed.  While I’m smart and strategic, I don’t care to see projects through to completion.  Discovery is way more interesting than the minutia of bringing the project to life. 

Hence hating my job.  If my job was truly and 100% about client management, I’d be fine.  Nothing makes me happier or energizes me more than helping clients and keeping them happy.  However, handling contract details, calling and making sure the other people do their job and actually look at the contract, and fulfilling the contract details is just simply not my thing.  We also have a new system that I simply “can’t” use.  I hate forced systems.   I hate being boxed in and having too many processes (not of my choosing) that I have to follow.  While I see the need for such things in general and the big picture benefit, I still can’t stand to use them. 

I need to focus on a new career.  If I had really thought through everything at 17, I wouldn’t have gone to the same college of my ex-husband (then boyfriend).  I wouldn’t have majored in such a generic area (communications).  I would have probably gone to Duke or Kansas University… and majored in criminal justice and psychology with the intent of becoming a profiler.  Either that or I should have gone to law school like I wanted to before I was stupid enough to give up my dreams to graduate early (college in 3 years) and get married.

Hindsight 20/20.  So what have I learned?  Stop applying for jobs that require detail management and seeing projects to completion.  Smart doesn’t translate into long-term “doing.” Stop applying for jobs at family owned companies masquarading as corporations.  Stop applying for jobs in big companies that don’t have a good centralized system of management.  Stop applying for jobs in industries that are grossly affected by economic up and downs.  Start assessing my God-given strengths in terms of best career matches.  Start looking for small-mid sized companies where employees love to work.  Interview employees that work there to assess management.  Really research a company’s benefit package before deciding to work there.  And above all…I need to find something I can be passionate about long-term.

Is there a normal? Thursday, Jul 17 2008 

What is a normal stepfamily?  Is there even such a thing?  I am woefully unprepared due to a massive lack of resources and community for stepfamilies.  I’m dealing with meeting the ex-wife/mother-of-SS in two weekends.  What started off as a positive sounding “family” time for SS and the rest of us to get to know one another has digressed into the ex backing off and saying she’s just not ready for it and she just simply wants to meet me then take SS off for some of the weekend (cutting into my husband’s summer time with his son) by herself. 

Believe me, I was less than thrilled at her coming down.  Originally it was to be this weekend for SS’s birthday.  It would have been DH’s parents, my parents, SS, me, DH and our baby.  And then her.  Originally she was also coming down with someone that she is seeing (yay she’s moving on), but then he couldn’t make it.  Then she decided she couldn’t handle the group and thought she’d come down a different weekend. THEN she books the flight without asking us for a date confirmation.  But it was ok because she was planning on doing some “group” activities so SS could see us interacting as a “family.”  Now its just digressed into, I’m still coming, I want to spend time with my son, but I can’t handle anything more than a quick introduction with you. 

So…what’s the point?  Why does she now need to make a special trip to eat into our time with him?  Why come at all?  If she were driving, most likely she’d back out.  Now that she’s booked the flight, she’s kind of stuck unless he wants to pay to get out of it.  While I think she and I need to meet (its been almost two years for heaven’s sake), we can do that when we return SS. 

I guess you could say at the very least we’ve had civil email conversations and have gotten better about that.  We’ve “met” over the webcam.  But seriously, if I were divorced with a child and my child was staying with my ex and a new wife, I’d sure as HELL want to meet her and check her out.  While I wouldn’t like the new wife’s place in my personal life, I’d be making as much effort as possible to get to know her so I know who my child was spending time with.  But that’s just me. 

Again, I ask…what’s normal here?

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