So, having started this blog as a cathartic experience whereby I can discuss and dispel the difficulties and traumas of life as a Stepmum, the cause of most of the stresses, my teenage Stepdaughter, Cathy, has amazed us all by being in an unusually sanguine mood this weekend. She arrived in her usual manner on Thursday evening, no eye contact with me, grunted forced greeting, but returned from school on Friday in a more sociable and co-operative mood, and has somehow managed to maintain this. What a difference to the atmosphere in the house.
Adam and I took off for 3 hours on Saturday afternoon to take some pictures to a framer, and then treated ourselves to a coffee in town. Those few snatched hours of one-on-one time seemed like a long weekend. We often joke about how few dates we've been on in the 19 months we've been together, but it really isn't funny at all. When his children aren't with us, we are either at work, catching up on chores or asleep. We managed 5 days away last Spring on our own, a wonderful trip to New York, and the time alone together really helped to bond us in a way that we hadn't managed before. I'm hoping that we'll be able to negotiate with their Mother for a week alone every year. While we're looking after the children, she is free to pursue weekends as a single woman, especially since she decided to evict her former fiance, who now spends the night by invitation only. Maybe she's the smart one?
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