When
I met my husband’s son for the first time, I felt a sense of disbelief. I felt
like, I can’t handle a life like this because I knew what was to come. But, as
time went on things did not get easier, it was more of a challenge, and it was
a test of my faith. I knew there would be some baby momma drama, which it was,
but in the end it was all worth it.
As
I stated in my last post, my family is a little different from other blended
families. We found out my husband had a baby about a year into our relationship
(not a result of cheating), which was fine. We said, okay you will just earn up
to your responsibilities and be the best father you can be without any drama. So,
we just figured he would have his visitations and pay child support and support
the baby as he should. But, that was not the case, when the baby was four
months old, we received a call saying if you want the baby, we’ll drop him off,
if not the baby will be going to foster care because the mother is not fit to
take care of the child. This changed our lives forever.
Suddenly
we were parents! This was not easy at all, especially for me because I wasn’t
responsible for making this child. We were young, very young! I was 21 years
old and my husband (my boyfriend at the time) was 20 years old and we didn’t
know anything about raising a baby. I had just graduated from college in search
of my career, wanting to travel the world. My husband had just come to the USA
in search for the American dream.
Would
you have taken on the responsibility of raising someone else’s child? Why or
why not? What are some of the challenges some of you have encountered while
taking care of someone else’s child? Did you have to sacrifice anything? Please
feel free to comment, ask questions, make suggestions, etc. Thanks for reading!
Well, speaking as a 2nd parent, I know the drama & trauma of dealing with the other parent. When I first met my husband's, (my significant other at the time), 3 girls I thought it was too soon and thought the 4 of us needed time to adjust to one another. He of course didn't and the oldest one, did and still has not embraced me as a guardian.
ReplyDeleteI was told by some that I am not a mother to his children, but he of course will knock down that thought relentlessly and encourage me to no end. I've taken on the responsibility of helping to raise other people's children that I love, so I didn't have any real reservations in my input in their lives, but I learned that we can only teach & influence so much before they return home to a totally different environment.
We are thankful for every summer that they get to spend with us, and aside from getting to stay up late while they're here on vacation, they know that being with us is still home with discipline & rules to be followed and what one parent states goes for us both.
Thank You for reading SheSmilesDaily! I had the same feelings, I wasn't ready to meet my husband's son. I felt like it wasn't my place to do certain things. But, my husband told me, you are his mother now, so don't feel that way. As he started learning how to talk, I had him call me by my first name, which was quickly stopped by my husband. As the time went on, I got used to it. I agree with you when you stated, "what one parent states, goes for us both." As step parents, we have to establish that respect and the biological parent has to enforce it.
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