This is my first post so I'll just start out by saying hello bloggers :)
I decided to give this a shot because as most of you are probably already aware, being a step mom is no easy task. Probably not as easy as any of us imagined it to be. I struggle on a daily basis and the worst part of it all is not having anyone to relate. No one to validate my thoughts or feelings. To make me feel like 'yes, Steph... this is normal to feel this way'. To top it off, my best friend is a single mom who is in the dating field. I feel like talking to her about my issues will worry her about the men she dates and how they might view her daughter. I don't want her to have to worry like that so I keep it to myself a majority of the time.
My soon to be husband is the best man I have ever met (aside from my daddy!). I love everyday that I get to wake up beside him because I know how lucky I am. Same goes for my soon to be step daughter. She just turned 4 and she is literally the apple of my eye. I can't imagine my life without her and I love her as if she were my own daughter. I met her just a few months after her second birthday and I like to think that we instantly connected. I've always had a knack for kids... but she's very special. And our bond is something I never imagined I could ever have with someone elses child.
Her story is rare. It's rather complicated and I'm sure it will come up later but I won't bombard you in my very first post ;). It's hard to raise someone elses child. To know when to shut up and when to speak up. To hear them say "you're not a mommy", followed by "can I call you mommy?". It's a rollercoaster like no other, but once you're on you're only option is to ride it out. The last two years have made me a stronger, wiser woman. I wouldn't trade it for the world. That's the most important thing I feel like I need to say... I love my life. I love my step daughter. I love my fiance. Most importantly, I love my family.
But wow... it's rough.
I luff choo boo. hang in there...its gonna be a wild ride ;)
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