How heartbreaking that after 25 years of marriage, you are walking away.
However, my experience of parenting my DH’s children from his previous marriage is completely different.
The birth mother left to be with her lover, who was also married and who decided he didn’t want to leave his wife and family. My DH was left with 2 children and we met roughly 4 months after the split, and were friends for about 6 months, before things progressed to dating etc.
BM was absolutely vile and evil and quite disinterested in her DC unless it was to try very much to cause problems between myself and the DC or myself and my DH. She was also extremely racist.
I have never once, in over 30 years, introduced those now adults, as my stepchildren. My family have accepted them as my own DC. I love them just as I love my natural DC, just as I would love a child that I adopted, or had to use someone else’s eggs, or any other scenario. It’s a different love, but it’s love.
We have had ups and downs and some of the downs have been so bad that I never thought I would make my way through them to be able to ever have another up. But even through the most trying times, when I wanted to scream with frustration, I would go for a walk, or sit in the garden, or just remove myself in some way and take stock.
But I never quit.
Because through the racist abuse, the tantrums and the vitriol, there were vulnerable little children who needed understanding and support. Who had their whole life turned upside down. Whose mother had left, without even a goodbye.
I am not perfect. My DH is not perfect. But we are both determined and stubborn and we both wanted to be the best parents that we could to those children. I didn’t want to stepparent them, I wanted to help my DH to raise them and parent them.
When I committed to my DH, I committed to his children. His exwife was a nightmare but now the kids are grown, we have time and distance from her. Plus, they see for themselves what she’s like, and how manipulative she is.
So for some people, stepparenting doesn’t work. For others it does.
But a very close relative told me that if you love someone, then you had to love their children too, and to consider those children as not part of your family or as interlopers in the relationship, would slowly destroy the marriage.
I think being open minded about the DC, and the relationship that I could have with them, plus being genuinely interested them, really helped, and I think them being primary age did as well. Plus they lived full-time with us.
So now we are grandparents and we have had more children and they’ve all been treated the same. And I’m so grateful that I had sound advice from the beginning and started as I meant to continue.