My stepchildren’s Mom

I have started to write a number of posts this morning. My mind is running in a few different directions and I am unable to get my thoughts together enough to form a whole post.

So I am going to try this and truly speak from my heart.

I am lot of things. A wife, mother, stepmother (which is a term I hate) and whatever other role I need to fill on a daily basis to make my world go around.

Just like every other mom in this world; we do what has to be done.

But I would like to talk about one mom, in particular, my stepchildren’s Mom.

When I first started a relationship with my husband; he and ex had been divorced for over a year. Still, there was a lot of pain, hurt and a sense of loss that comes with a family no longer being together. The children were young, only 5 and 7. I was also young, only twenty, coming into a situation that I had really no clue or understanding for what really was going on. I had never really been in a serious relationship, and most definitely not one where children were involved.

Almost ten years later, things have changed a lot. Their dad and I got married and we had two children, their mom has remarried and has a blended family that has six teenagers! That fact alone is crazy, and so worth mentioning.

I have tried to be there for my step-children in every and any way possible. I have stepped up and stepped in when their dad couldn’t be there. I feel like we have pretty good relationships. which is something that I do not take for granted and treasure more then they could know or understand, since they are teenagers.

Since I became a mom to my own children it has helped me appreciate their mom more. She has giving me the chance to be a true co-parent to her kids, and to include me in things that she didn’t have to. Not only that she excepts and loves my children.

My daughters love her, which may sound strange to people that are not in our situation, but it is the truth. For my three year old, there may be a little confusion for her when it comes to who is whose daddy. She tries to figure things out but it hasn’t worked out so far.

But there is one thing that she knows for sure, she is loved. By everybody.

That is the best gift that I could ask for.

So thank you. Thank you for being someone that has made a relationship with you children easier not harder, when that may have been easier on you. Thank you for making me feel welcomed and included in things that you could have kept for yourself. Thank you for loving my children and welcoming them into your life with opened arms, when you could have nothing to do with them. Thank you for promoting a relationship with all the kids, when you could just not care. Thank you for everything.

Thank you for being you.