The Not So Wicked Stepmom

I’ve heard it said many times that being a mother is the most thankless job in the world. I believed it, that is until I became a stepmother. I apparently have been confused about all the things I thought I was doing right. For instance I have been successfully doing laundry for myself and my son for over ten years. However; my new step children taught me that I’m doing it all wrong, I’m not doing it the way their mother did it. Likewise, I have been making wonderful and healthy meals for many, many years, yet apparently that to is wrong “cause that’s not the way mom does it”.

If you asked me what my life would be like at thirty I would not have expected to say that I was competing for the affection of three small kids from the image of a mythical being. I describe her as that because that is what she is. The ghost of a mother. She decided at the age of thirty that raising three kids wasn’t where she wanted to be. She’s the one on the pedestal and I’m the one in the firing squad. Now I’m the central mother figure. I get to fight over homework, laundry, and clean rooms while she gets to walk in once/twice a week, take them to Chuck E Cheese, feed them junk food and be the hero. Am I bitter? Hell no!

Did I get what I expected when I signed on to be a step mother? Not at all, I got so much more. But I should back up a bit. I was lucky enough to be stupid enough to have a child at the age of 19. One beautiful bouncing baby boy and me (his dad left the picture early on). The insanity of becoming a single parent at 19 is unbelievably. The fact that I survived it is a miracle and the therapy bill my son is going to rack up because of it will be astronomical. Having survived that I decided to introduce more insanity into my life by falling in love with a wonderful man and his three amazing children.

I know many women don’t describe their step children as amazing, but I truly believe mine are. It is amazing that my 8 year old step son can justify and argue his point on any topic. He is hell bent to convince you he is right, even if he’s not. He’ll grow up to be a defense attorney. Its amazing that my 10 year old step daughter can take every comment as a personal attack, even if the comment doesn’t pertain to her. Finally it is amazing that my 6 year old step daughter can go from beautiful little angel to crazy kicking, screaming, hitting devil child in 0.06 seconds.
They are my insanity and my laughter.

I love them all!