An Introduction to Me

So, as I’ve never written a blog before, I’m not entirely sure if I’m doing this right or not.  Or perhaps there isn’t a right or wrong when it comes to these things.  I suppose that as long as its from me then it can’t be wrong, can it?  Oh, I hope not.

                Now, as a bit of an introduction, if you haven’t already noticed by the title of my blog, I will be writing down my experiences as a stay at home step momma.  In the early stages of my experiences I had so many questions and no one to give me answers.  I hope that I might be able to help at least someone with their own experiences.

                Alright.  In this first blog, I’m going to talk about my son.  Well, technically he is my step son, but in my eyes, he is my son.  I took a vow to be with my husband and his son came along with that vow.   I love and adore my son.  He is the most beautiful child that I’ve ever seen.  I dote on him a bit actually.  We pretty much get him anything he asks for (within reason of course). 

We get my son every other weekend at the moment because of school and the distance to his mother’s house but come this summer he will be living with us full time.  Because we only get him every other weekend I don’t really see any harm with getting him a new toy when he comes over as we always have two paychecks between his visits.  Therein lies the problem though.  Every weekend that he comes over since, well, before Christmas, he has gotten a new toy whenever he’s here.  Now he’s getting way too used to it.  God, parenting is hard.

He’s the sweetest thing though when he wants to be.  Key words: when he wants to be.  He can be a little turd at times and some of those times you just need to leave the room.  One example: when he argues with you.  When his only argument becomes the famous “I didn’t do it!” to no matter what you say to him, then you just need to send him to a time out and walk away.  I don’t know about anyone else but I get so irritated when someone argues with me without having any real point to their argument, and trust me, the last thing you want to do is to get angry at him when he’s done something wrong.  Keeping your cool is the way to get through to people.  If I get angry and yell, then that’s all that he will ever learn from me, and I definitely don’t want that.

I met this wonderful little boy when he was just four years old and have adored him since the first moment I laid my eyes on him, but that’s a story for a different day.  It has been a rather long day, but in a good way and I just put my child to bed.  I need to get myself to bed now because he will be up at the crack of dawn.  You know, I remember enjoying my sleep when I was a kid.

Good night all and have sweet dreams.

B. McDaniel