I’m dumb.
Let me clarify. I’m not actually dumb. But I can be, especially when it comes to the newly navigating area of step-parenting and trying to deal with DH’s ex-wife (EX for short).
As I’ve said, I’m an incredibly empathetic and intuitive person. I profile people with amazing accuracy. People includes my almost 4-year old stepson (SS for short). While I’m not his biological parent raising him from ground up, I know this kid. I get him. I rarely misstep with him when I listen to what my gut is guiding me to do when we interact. He is a beautiful, but very sensitive little child. He is deeply affected by others around him. He is also all boy as well delighting in anything that moves (such as Thomas the Train) and all things creepy crawly like bugs, lizards and his pet rats.
So why I felt the inane need to contact EX today for “insight” into SS is beyond me. I suppose it was my lame attempt to 1) show her that I care about what she has to say, 2) demonstrate care as to what her son is currently interested in so I can help make his extended stay comfortable and 3) remind her I exist since she likes to pretend at times that I do not. As she is also extremely intuitive and empathetic, she will probably see through said lame attempt, write me anyway in too many times rewritten prose that reeks of “I hate this f-ing bitch but will placate her with ancedotes about my son since she will be caring for him this summer” and then go on a tirade to anyone that will listen or read about the inconsiderate former mistress of her ex-husband having the nerve to contact her and invade her space via email.
Next time, no emails, no contact. Just me and my intuition will do just fine. Although then I will probably be the arrogant bitch who thinks she doesn’t need help from SS mother. Oh well.
