Okay, so here I am...

I absolutely adore being a mother. My son is funny, creative, smart, and most importantly, respectful.
That being said, I hate nothing more than being a step-mom. My husband's children and the most disrespectful human beings that I have ever met.

I love him, but it is not good for our relationship. We only get them every other weekened, so I should not complain, but trust me, those weekends are pure hell for me. The days leading up to the weekend, too. I have anxiety and stress out the ass before they come.