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Being a stepmom


Being a stepmom

If you think being a mom is hard, wait till you have to be a stepmom.  Before I got married I didn’t for one second think it would be a challenge but boy it is.
I am very blessed that I am stepmom to an amazing little girl, she is raised with amazing manners and she is always so helpful.
From day one I told her to call me Carina, she tried really hard but with her good manners I always ended up being Tannie Carina, not a fan of the Tannie word, but coming from her I don’t mind it.
The hard part comes in to always be fair towards all the children although your heart sometimes wants to choose sides.  It is also hard when the rules, morals and expectation are diffirent in the two homes.
Dinnique loves her mother very much, I could never replace her.  She always tells me how beautiful her mom is and I find it so cute.
Obviously her mom speaks very badly of me (which is understandable) , I try to be the better person and only speak good of her mom and her new man.  I encourage her to make her cards and tell her special things, most days my efforts are probably a waste of time but maybe one day it will be worth it.
We have a very good bond, and friendship bond, she knows she can always come to me and talk to me about things, I try to listen and be supportive even though she comes from a way different world.
To me it has nothing to do with her mom or dad, they can fight and argue all they want, to me its about a little girl, trying to find her place in two homes. Here she is the eldest of five, and there the only child.  I think it is really hard on her sometimes, her parents don’t always realize how their words affect her.


I pray for this special girl every day, she is a light in many peoples lives

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