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It’s that time of year again. The time where holiday traditions are intertwined and discussions over who gets what about of time with whom begins. Ah, holiday season in a blended family! This year, my bonus daughter joined us for Thanksgiving, but we will miss the joy in her eyes on Christmas morning. Last year, it was the opposite. The distance between her...

I was having the hardest time getting to sleep last Tuesday night when I began to wonder–What would be so bad about reaching out and making contact with my bonus daughter’s Mom? Why, I asked myself, have I been so intimidated by the thought of communicating with her? As a bonus parent, we are placed in a troubling position. We are not only responsible...

We’ve all been there. We have all either been, or been witness to, the screaming kid in the grocery store with a mom who is at her wits-end. We’ve all passed judgments on that situation, or had judgement passed at us in similar scenarios. And so I ask–Why? Why don’t we, as a collective group of decent human beings, have more respect for parents...

So there we were, checking out at a Sheetz (which is a gas station/food/convenience store for those of you not on the East Coast) when it happened. Our first encounter with a stranger who had no idea that my bonus daughter and I were not related… “Well aren’t you being such a good girl for your Mommy!”   3… 2… 1… “She’s not my Mom!”  My bonus daughter, who was seven at the time, was flabbergasted. How could this women even suggest such a thing? Her young mind just could...

Last October, on the day that I married my Prince Charming, I became a Bonus Mother to the most beautiful, intelligent, and excitable nine year old girl. Though I’d been in her life for years, it was as if our family felt more complete than ever on that day. Fast forward about seven months and to another wonderful weekend visit with our little one. It happened to be Mother’s Day Weekend. When that occurred to me I instantly had this weird feeling about myself. I started to wonder- Am I allowed to celebrate Mothers Day? For...

My poor husband. The day I mentioned to him that his sweet little 10 y/o girl was..ehem..sprouting breasts, you would of thought someone punched him in the face. So how do bonus moms deal with the topic of puberty with their bonus daughters? We run into all kinds of questions, such as: she isn’t my biological child so what are my boundaries on what to say/do?...

I choose to call my self a “bonus” mom, rather than a “step”mom. This is a trend that I have noticed in online “mommy” communities and one that I enjoy seeing. Personally, the word “step mom” brings to mind the evil characters from animated movies. The evil, wicked stepmothers that no one likes. Ehh… Is it any...

My dear husband and I were married on October 20, 2012 on our third anniversary. The day I became his wife, I also become a “Bonus Mom” to his incredible ten year old daughter. I got the ultimate package deal and a fast track to parenting. Currently, my husband is as non-fertile as they come. Why?  He got a vasectomy when he was a young man. Fast forward to our life together, and we want to have children. For a long time, that felt like it would never become a reality. Vasectomy Reversals are not a cheap ticket and it is hard...

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