• Oh, The Places You’ll Go in Step-Parenting.

    I wrote a post a few months ago about step-parenting, which was subsequently wiped out (purposely) with the blog-revamp, because I’ve struggled with my words ever since.  Though I stand by 99% of what I expressed, because I was basing my opinion solely on my particular circumstances (which mostly covered the respect I felt was due to bio-moms), I still feel discomfort and unease when writing in detail about anything step-parent related. As open as I am with small details about step-parenting and the (somewhat unusual) harmony that Brian and I have co-parenting with my step-daughter’s mom, I tend to steer away from any negative aspect of step-parenting in general. This is not because I…

  • A marriage evolved.

    *** On Christmas eve this year, at about midnight, after running through the house like quick and quiet gazelles, getting everything in order for the next morning, I came out of the bathroom in my pajamas ready to crawl into bed and collapse from exhaustion.  I looked at my husband, Brian and he nodded over to my side of the bed, which housed a prettily wrapped Victoria’s Secret bag. My face lit up – and then instantly contorted into a cringe I obviously didn’t hide very well. Brian immediately said, “No! It’s part of your Christmas gifts – but I couldn’t give it to you in front of the girls! It’s not for tonight!” I burst out…