Who is a Step-Parent (And Proud of It?)

This week I’m taking time to ask questions that range from silly, to serious, and always random.

Today is my step-son’s birthday. He’s an adult, but I remember the night before marrying his dad he was tumbling through the halls of a hotel pretending to be a spy. Today he works in the heart of Chicago for a major hotel chain. I can’t believe how fast time flies.

I’ve come across adults who hear me mention I’m a step-mom and they flinch in advance, thinking I’m about to go off on some awful experience.

I hate to disappoint you, but I LOVE it. Love it enough that I enjoyed my step-daughter’s wedding as one of the top  highlights of my 2011. I enjoyed catching up with their mom. Yes, that would be my husband’s former wife. Liked it enough I got to meet their grandmother on their mom’s side, and she apparently liked me enough to switch table cards so we sat by each other at the reception.

I loved it enough to nearly get thrown out of a restaurant with my step-son because I was the one laughing too hard and setting a bad example. Loved it enough to make cookies and send them, keep pictures of events they weren’t able to be present for and send to them. Loved it enough to go over budget sending gifts or a just because item.

From what I understand, this is rare.

So, I ask—are you a step parent? Do you enjoy the role?

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