My mother-in-law will appear in alot of my posts, so we will shorten her to MIL. For you mind in the gutter readers, notice there is not a F at the end, although some may beg to differ 🙂 Now, eyes straight ahead, and back to the sublect at hand.
The normal process for life (which is rather boring and predictable if you ask me) is to date for a couple years, get marrried, get your career in order and then have babies. Well, since I lack any interest in boring and predictable its fitting that, my husband and I did it all backwards. I mean really, how could we not? When we met, we had already been married previously and both had children from those failed marriages, by far the highlight of those years.
So, when we struggle, when we think we have an impossible fight ahead, my MIL reminds us, that we started backwards. We had the house, the kids, the life, even the lifestyle – a ready made package on both sides, and then merged them! Thats insanity in a sense. You should notice, I used the word Package, instead of baggage, and for good reason. WE my children and I, and THEY, my husband and son, are not baggage – they and we are an extension, a bonus, an added benefit if you will.
Blending families, children of different marriages, lifestyles, ideals even, is hard, HARD work! And, yes we FAIL, sometimes, who doesn’t? But, so many times, wonderful, amazing times, we succeed, and we figure it out and the love from our once seperate rooted trees, have intertwined our families, our love and bond.
So, if you’re part of a blended family, and you feel like you’re in a uphill battle, barefoot, in 10 feet of snow – we are proof..there are sleds, snowboots and happy snowball fights on the way down, in the near future!