This beauty is a heel most women would not want to be strapped to. I, on the other hand, have no choice but to wear this heel with admiration since my heart is connected to it and I simply can't live without it.
I always knew the circumstances with being with my <insert title here> and I have even encouraged him to put his kids before "a stupid girl" (my exact words). I know, I know, but you need to see where I am coming from. I have had an absent father in my life and my very own stepfather (which did not work out) so I try my best to put his children's feeling before my own due to the flashbacks of my own memories. Unfortunately, they do not have the same interest for my feelings. And I know they are only five and two years old but I thought after three years I would be more than just a so called "slave" to them.
Sound a bit dramatic? Well it is hard being a stepmom. It is as if you have to work twice as hard than the birth parents for the kids to accept you and once they do they can tear you apart with their words. Now the saying sticks and stones may break your bones but words can only hurt you comes to mind. For a girl the words part is worst than the bones part. I just hope all my efforts won't go unrecognized and we can have at least one day without a "well my mommie says", "oh yeah well I'm going to my mom's", and the best one "your not my parent".
Sound a bit dramatic? Well it is hard being a stepmom. It is as if you have to work twice as hard than the birth parents for the kids to accept you and once they do they can tear you apart with their words. Now the saying sticks and stones may break your bones but words can only hurt you comes to mind. For a girl the words part is worst than the bones part. I just hope all my efforts won't go unrecognized and we can have at least one day without a "well my mommie says", "oh yeah well I'm going to my mom's", and the best one "your not my parent".
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