All tagged STEPMOTHERHOOD
So this idyllic and companionable relationship I’ve had with my 15-year-old stepdaughter the last six months while Dad was deployed? Weathering and cracking like unfinished wood since he returned.
Last Saturday, my husband and I returned home after a late-night groceries run. I was in the kitchen putting the last of the produce away when Sean came in and said, “A— is crying on her bed. She says you are over-controlling, but then when there’s things she wants you say you don’t have to because you’re the stepmom.”
Since my husband’s fifteen-year-old daughter moved in with us in September, I’ve seen A transform and become radiant. I didn’t realize the gravity of A’s anxieties and insecurities until I saw her shed them, week after week, as she started at a new school, joined clubs, and (joy of joys!) made awesome friends. She carries herself with more confidence now and even my parents and friends remark on how her face glows.
No moon tonight and it’s darker than dark, especially if you have to walk through the woods to the outhouse.
Kids are up in the loft, their daddy is reading to them from A Wrinkle in Time and Z is making his own starry night with a battery-powered turtle that casts starry illumination across the ceiling as his sister lies next to Sean in rapt attention.
It's the first thing she says when I ask her about what kind of adult she wants to be. Also: "a good job, a nice home, and two best friends—one of whom I've known since high school." A pretty solid list, especially at fourteen.
"Bravery is something you can learn," I tell her, "like any other skill."
"What's the most important moment of your life?" I say and my son rolls his eyes. "Gastrulation!"
His mom is pregnant and so we've been talking a lot about where babies come from. Revision: He is a nine year old boy, so we've been talking about everything.
What school do astronauts go to? How many days does it take for Komodo Dragon venom to kill you? When did Tyrannosaurs Rex live?
Why set firm boundaries for your kids?
A friend described it this way: that our job as parents is to create these strong walls around our kids. Our kids will push up against them to test, Do you love me enough? Do you love me enough to hold this wall for me?
What many parents of teenagers see as frustrating acts of rebellion, my friend sees as a yearning for love. So beautiful.