The DHX: The Doughtie Houses Exchange

That And Two Dimes wrote a post recently that made me think in a new way about how the stepmom/stepkids relationship might feel sometimes from the kid’s perspective:
“…how did we ever forget what it feels like to be a child, to need to love our biological parents fiercely and unquestioningly, and how weird and scary [...]

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By Katherine Shirek Doughtie
When trying to run childrens’ lives from two separate addresses, good communication makes all the difference. During the period of time when we were working out our boundary issues, communication was at an all time low and it was hellacious. Bits of logistics were exchanged between me and the kid’s [...]

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The Doughtie Houses Exchange (The DHX) was originally the name we gave the envelopes we’d send with the kids in their backpacks to deliver to the other house. (Don’t worry — this isn’t our only method of communication. We also talk on the phone and email constantly.) But our kid-mail system was symbolic for both [...]

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When Kathy was sick in the hospital I didn’t know if she’d want me to come see her. Yes, we are friends, and yes, we love each other, but I wasn’t sure if she’d just want space and privacy and not to have to deal with me when she was in pain and getting ready [...]

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