Some of these replies make me so sad 😞.
I think it’s because I struggle to imagine that grown, emotionally intelligent adults feel this way, with regards to “pushed out” (what does that even mean? What if the mother had to use a surrogate? Some crazy ideas on here 🤦🏽♀️) children vs stepchildren.
As I said in a post earlier on this thread, I have 2 non-bio children and they are just me and my DH’s kids, just as our other bio children are our kids.
I love them all so much, I’m a very “present” parent even though I live in a different country to 3 of them and they know I’m always here for them. And I think that is the most important thing. Being there for your children, loving them and supporting them!
When DC#6 was little they asked me who I loved more, them or DH, and I had to laugh a little and then explained that there’s different types of love, and even when it comes to children, there’s different types of love. Yes, it’s a maternal love but the love you may have for a son, might be different to the love that you have for a daughter. But I have never loved non-bio children less than I loved my bio children and neither has DH.
Perhaps it's because by the time DC#6 asked me that question, we had lost a son, aged 16, and my heart was broken. I was broken. My DH picked me up and carried me for years. Losing another son 5 years later was the end of my world. I struggled to function in any meaningful way. Yes, I cleaned and cooked and did what I was supposed to do, but it was all by rote.
A poster on here told me that she remembered the news stories from when my 16 year old died. I thought perhaps I was the only one who remembered him. And my other son. DH doesn’t talk about it, and my youngest two DC’s have very little memory of either brother, as they were literally babies.
Anyway, love the children that you’ve been gifted with, whether you “pushed” them out or someone else did. Because time goes quickly, life can be fickle 💕