I am a step- parent to three children. Their Mum passed away many years ago and I have been in their life for three years.
I can't have children myself and I guess have always struggled with my feelings towards being a parent.
I know I love them but didn't know a mothers love towards a child.
Today the eldest passed his GCSE's. To say this year has been a struggle is an understatement. He was diagnosed severely dyslexic and moved schools. Has really found everything difficult but just plods along. Giving no hint of whether things are going well or not.
Well he passed them all. He came home, I ran up the drive to meet him. He cried, I cried. We laughed, we hugged and laughed some more.
I'm a mum. A proud one.