My name is Hannah. I am a mother of one on the way, and a step-mother of 2 beautiful girls, whom each have a different mother. I am happily(and newly) married to their father. You would think our lives are just great right? No....
Both mothers...are WITCHES. I have never been raised to keep my mouth shut, ever. I say what is on my mind, when it is there; and if you're being outstandingly mental, I AM GOING TO TELL YOU. Except for when it comes to my husband and his kids. Long story short, he had them when he was very young, just being a wild boy. 8 years later he has settled down and learned a thing or two about life and has two beautiful children as outcomes. Their mothers, also being young and dumb, realized "OH! I can get money from this!" and now we are paying child support for them with no custodial rights at all, no visitation rights, no nothing. Its what they say goes. So now I have my 7 year old Kiley, and 6 year old Jada and these are just the sweetest two kids you'll ever meet. It is heart breaking what they go through. If I could bring myself to publicly expose both mothers for what they are, you would be shocked. I used to have respect for them both, now neither one.
I love my husband more than anything in the world, and the same for his children, but it makes it very hard. I am clueless on how to be a step parent. I grew up with divorced parents, my dads HATED each other, and it truly drove a stake through both relationships. They could not put their selfishness aside to see the bigger picture for one moment to see what it was doing. My step mother on the other hand was wonderful. She was the "friend-mom" every girl had always wanted in their life. I told her all the things like you tell a best friend, things I could never tell my own mom. So I cannot even look back at my own past to tell me what to do because I had best and worst case scenarios. I wasn't around my step mom enough to look at how she handled things, my mom was a cake walk compared to what I go through. I have NO ONE to take advice from or compare stories with. It honestly makes me feel so alone sometimes because no one I know understands how it feels to be in my shoes.
It is so frustrating for me to be on the side lines, watching as these women tear at my husband for kicks. To not get up, and strangle them when I want to oh so badly. To watch my husband have to tip-toe around what he says and does to be able to see his children and be apart of their lives. You ever see a man break down? Take away his children, the one motivation he had to turn his life around, and I guarantee you he will.
To them, I am a monster. I am stepping in and threatening to "take their children away from them", when that isn't what I want at all. I am more than capable of being civil, I have been this whole time in order to keep the piece; I have kept my mouth shut so I can continue to be apart of my step daughters lives, and for them to continue to be in my husbands. I have gone above and beyond for these girls to prove to them I can be a step mom. I can be there to support, cheer on, and give advice. To their moms, I am evil, I am a home wrecker, I am whatever the hell evil thing they imagined me up to be. But the minute the tables are turned, its okay for them to bounce from white trash to white trash. It is okay to make these children call all these strange men dad. They can come into their houses with their drugs and partying friends, sleep with the mothers and bounce til they need more money; but I am the bad guy. I am "so evil" with the way I swoop in and make them laugh, and buy them the things they need. Shame that I know how to treat a kid how a kid should be treated. I have learned about Kiley's disease with her cystic fibrosis. I have given away my freedom to be a parental figure. Through all this with no return, to have their mothers threaten to beat them if they call me mom, and to shy away from me. It can really take a toll on someone. I have my own daughter on the way, and I am terrified of what sort of effect this will have on her. Is that selfish of me? All three kids are Kyle's daughters...but only one is mine. Am I wrong to be thinking this way? Am I going about this wrong?
