I have been a Stepmum for almost 6 years, an “official” Stepmum for less than 12 months, and a “real” mum for 21 months, though I have never felt like a “real” mum because I spent so many years being a “fake” one!
When my biological son was 6 weeks old I took a step back and said to my partner and my Mum, “I just don’t feel like he’s mine, I feel like I am just watching him for someone and his real Mum will be here soon”. Well, it’s been almost 2 years now, and it is looking less and less likely that his real Mum is going to turn up… so I guess I’m as good as it gets!
I am Mother to one and Other to two. The eldest of whom will soon embark on the scary journey to high school…this is when I take stock of the fact that if he were biologically mine, I would have been a Teen Mom, and often feel completely inept to be dealing with girl problems, teachers, pimples and tween boys who eat 11 party pies!
The ‘middle’ child is halfway through Primary school and an interesting character to boot! If he isn’t guessing that we are eating Wombat for dinner, he is asking how exactly an overweight contestant on The Biggest Loser is going to lose any weight by abseiling down a building?
This blog is a vent, it’s an update, and it’s a hand up that I never had.
So, for those who have jumped in to life head first… or for those who just like a laugh, I hope you enjoy!
With the “others” arriving home tomorrow, I’m sure to have another post by the end of the week.
(m)other and sons 