Here’s to the Stepparents Who Show Up

When I was two, my parents’ marriage ended.  It was over before I was even born, sadly. He left for other women and another life, living freely without responsibilities. The role of a father was left empty and ultimately fulfilled by my mother for years.

My mom did find love again after spending time taking care of me and it just being the two of us. I don’t remember when my stepdad walked into my life, I was too little, but I remember how he made me feel. I remember being territorial of my mom, saying not to hug her—I was the only one allowed to do this. I remember the fear of anyone new in our lives, but I don’t remember the day it changed.

Jennifer Bailey
Jennifer Bailey
Stay at home mom enjoying one little boy and navigating parenting one trip to Target at a time.

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