Step Moms. Always the bad guys. The ones who didn't birth or raise the children that they love and sacrifice for. But we are the bad guys. The ones who kiss boo-boos, read bedtime stories, wash piles and piles of laundry and make school lunches...but we are the bad guys. The ones who pick up or drop off at school when needed, throw ball in the back yard, make sure dinners are made and snacks are always on hand...but we are the bad guys. The ones who schedule and plan and organize, who keep the home running...but we are the bad guys. The ones who plan the birthday parties and make sure each child feels special on their day...but we are the bad guys. The ones who don't HAVE to love, but CHOOSE to...but we are the bad guys. The ones who are overlooked and often unappreciated and disregarded. The ones who are disrespected and told we aren't "real" moms....but we are the bad guys. When someone needs a villain in the story, step moms are the go-to. But we will gladly...
Just me rambling about life- fitness, faith, food, widowhood, step-momming...and other random things