When is enough truly enough? It’s when you constantly hear your son ask you why his sisters get to go on overnight trips with extended family members, but he is NEVER invited.
With the exception of one.
So, as of last night, I told my husband that after this upcoming weekend getaway that Hayley will have with my oldest niece, there will be NO MORE over-nighters for ANY of the three kids. Except for with the one certain family member.
No one knows of this yet, seeing as the ONLY one to know of my decision is my husband, who did not dare fight me on it, seeing as he has been heart sick over the “treatment” (or lack there of) of our son.
Oh I am 100% positive that they LOVE my child. But love is NOT just about the three words, ‘I LOVE YOU’. It’s also shown and even spoken of through ACTION.
They can all tell my kid that they love him until they are blue in the face and he gets sick to death of hearing it. What he is BEGGING for, yearning for is for it to be SHOWN to him.
He wants to have the same opportunity as his sisters get. And that is to have fun times with his cousins, aunts and uncles.
But of course that means having to take responsibility for his care. This means having constant contact with him for an entire night and at least part of an entire day.
And without even telling me, they are in some way SCARED of him and what he is capable of. When he has an episode, anything can happen.
Well damn! I deal with that shit EVERY single day. And guess what? I STILL manage to have FUN with him. I still treat him as if he is just as “normal” as any other person.
It’d be REALLY nice to have a damned break. I don’t get that. Rarely enough do I with the girls. But NEVER (but once in a blue moon with the one family member) where Bryce is concerned.
So this is why after this weekend, NONE of my kids will be allowed to have sleepovers at other family members’ homes. I see it like this.. If you can’t take ALL THREE (either individually or together) from time to time, then you should NOT get ANY of my children.
And also, I have decided that just because I am a Stay-Home Mom, I am NO LONGER watching ANY of the kids in the family, except for the one who’s willing to take my son from time to time.
I’m tired of being a damn door mat. And I’m tired of being used and having one of my kids pushed out because he is “different”.
When it’s a friend doing this shit, it’s one thing. Still hurtful, but not as heart breaking. When it’s family, that’s a whole other ball game.