Lisao, can I just ask, what makes someone a mother? A ring on their finger or the love, care and attention they show the children? What changes overnight when you get married? If I were to be completely hands off with the children, not enjoy them and them not enjoy me, and then I got married, would I be a stepmother then? A ring on your finger does not a mother make.
I have loved, cuddled, comforted, made sacrifices, pulled my hair out, worried, cried, supported, laughed with, wept with, played, talked, been entrusted, mopped up vomit, stayed up all night when they were ill, mopped up poo and wee, been snotted on, been shouted at, cheeked, hugged, loved. I have put on plasters, wiped away tears, talked about worried, packed bags, brushed teeth, delved deeper when they were upset, found out about trouble at school and told both mum and dad, advised, cooked with, taught, read to, been read to, inspired, been inspired by, been exhausted, infurated by, charmed and had my heart broken. There is not a single day when those children are not in my thoughts. Our house is too quiet when they are not here. I am the one they come to for mothering when they are with me. I am not a replacement mum. I am a bonus mum. I will always be a bonus mum because I do the mothering when I am with them. So don't you dare tell me that I am not a step mum because I am not married to their dad. I chose this family, the man with kids, they were three, not one, and I will defend my position in it. Do not demote me on a technicality. I am a girlfriend, a partner, and a stepmum, and a very pissed off woman. Enjoy.