I am your childrens other mom ..... And I love them
This letter dear BM will never reach you, I have written this so many times in my head.
Nothing I ever want to say to you looks good on paper, maybe because I know that you dont care what I have to say.
to you I dont exists, but we have so much in commen.
We share the same surname, but we will never really know each other.
I am married to the man you loved once enough to give him two kids, the same man you hate so much that it sometimes scare me.
I am your kids other mom, thier "STEP" mom, an awfull word hey?
With stars in our eyes we fall inlove with a man, only to realise that with the wedding we also get kids an exwife and her family.
I cant understand your hate towards me, I met your ex husband, 5 years after your divorce, so I wasnt the reason for your break up and if you are very honest neither was my husband.
You wanted to get divorce because the grass was so much greener on the other side, so green infact that you didnt even want your kids to step on that green grass.
When are you going to stop telling your kids how bad their dad is, if he was really so bad, why did you leave them with him? And if he really is so bad, why are we so happy for the past 15 years?
For years already I havent thought of your kids as step kids but of my kids, when I talk about them I talk about my kids. The years that you dissapeared out of your kids live made a big impact on them, even if you now pretend like it never happend.
I tought your kids how to swim, I sat next to their beds when they were sick, with their birthdays I baked the cakes. I was the one that had to explained where their first dead cat went, I was the one that had to explain the tooth fairy.
The best compliment I ever got from your daughter was, that your house is much neater but that I play so much more with them.
The only time you want me in their lives if it is about money, then I am good enough for you.
As a young women I never dreamed of becomming a stepmom or second wife. I had to learn how to love someone elses kids. Holidays where I only have my husband has never happend.
What I am trying to say with this letter I want you to realise that there are more sides to a story than just yours there are more people in this world that just you and your kids, Learn how to say sorry, not to me but to your kids they need to hear that from you. Something I never thought was that I will love your kids and this love is no different as the love for my own kid. Something I know is if your kids tell me they love me I know they mean it, I wonder if you can say the same.
From you kids better mother!
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