Ever since forever (minus a small bout in my late twenties/early thirties) I wanted to be a mom. I have always been maternal. My mom's favourite story of my maternal nature is the time I breast fed my dolly when we had company. These days I run a home daycare, and my house is always filled with kids. Truth is, I love kids, they bring a joy to the day that you just can’t find in adults. They say hilarious things and they love to dance, just for the sake of dancing; kids are my kind of…

As of this May I will have been wearing the hat as stepmom for seven years. Although I love my stepsons fiercely and care deeply for them, this position has not been an easy one to come into and maintain. I once had a Social Worker friend of the family tell me “being a parent is hard… being a stepparent is its own special kind of hard.” That statement proved to be one of the truest that I have heard regarding step parenting. There are so many complexities that I wish I had known about this…