"STEP MOM"

Stepmother, a term that I do not really like to call myself. I consider myself a MOM. A mom to five amazing, fun loving, adventures, sometimes pains in the you know what, but always sweet, generous, children.   I was raised by a mom too who just so happened to not be my biological mother, but she  is my MOM!  She was there for me, provided for me, loved me, did everything for me in her power. Yes did we not see eye to eye at times? Of course. But who doesn't? I am not made from her blood nor did I create stretch marks on her body. But she calls me her oldest daughter and I call her my mom.

A little back round story.... I met the love of my life one September night back in 2011.  I knew from day one that he had three children of his own. And to me that was okay. I never even had second thoughts about his children. To me it was more the merrier! I had a little boy of my own who would be turning three in December.  Long story short we had a little girl together and now we are a big old happy family of seven!    

Is my life busy? Yes! Is my life crazy? Yes!  Do I have daily struggles with my children due to broken promises from birthparents? Damn straight I do. Would I change any of this?  Absolutely not  maybe just a little hiccups here and there. I wish I could take away my children's pain when they are let down and frustrated by their biological parents . But all I can do is reassure them that their father and I love them much and they are special to us.  So  this is my life the life I chose to live when I fell in love with my husband.  I refuse to make my children feel as though we are divided because we are a "blended" family.  I may not have given birth to all my children but I love them all dearly and would do anything for them all.

This journey had not been easy at all, I will be the first to tell you that! But it has been worth it. I am still working on being a mom in general. I went from being a mom to a two year old to five kids and I am not even 27 years old!  So I have a lot of learning to do and a lot of growing that I need to do. I am not the worlds best mother, but I am striving to be a better one.

I guess the whole point of this post is to point out that being a "stepmother" or "stepdad" isn't a bad thing like some people make it out to be. I am glad that my husband embraces my son as his own and has never denied him.  And I am glad I have this opportunity to be a mother to his children. Heaven knows they have been through so much with their birth mother and my son with his birth father. (Expect oldest she lives with her awesome mom and her other dad.) I feel I was sent to my husband for a reason. He prayed one night and three days later we found each other.