Saturday, June 4, 2016

You Better Treat Them Right

Dear (insert name here.  I like to call her Tassels.)

I found out tonight that you have talked to my children on the phone.  And you have video chatted with them.  And that there are what seem to be secret plans to meet you this summer.

But you know what?  It's ok.

Well, it's not ok with me, but it needs to be ok with the children.  My children.

They are fragile right now.  They are looking to grasp onto anything positive that shows attention and affection.  Please be gentle with this.  Understand Lilli's sassyness mainly do to mood swings and do to her being my child.  Abbi can be painfully shy, but she has such a soft spirit to share.  Austin will be the hardest on you.  He is a momma's boy through and through.  Allow him that space and distance.  And just accept it as him comes to you.

Please also remember they are mine.  Do not speak ill of me in front of them.  For as many times as I have wanted to blast out about how Daddy met you, I have bitten my tongue.  Please respond with this in your behaviors.

I hate that he loves you.  HATE it.  I hate the prospect that my children will love you.  HATE it.  But, logically, that's just one more person in the world to love them.  Just be cautious.  Go slow.  And be gentle.