I am going to try to blog again.
I am no longer in transition.
I basically have everything I always wanted.
I mean, there are needs. boring ones, that will iron out in time (read: Money, relationships that aren't etc)
Ok, so 'relationships that aren't' probably comes more under 'deep needs', not 'boring' ones, but blah, thats not where I am wanting to go to at this moment.
Well, except in this sentence, which, I have now done.
So, I am happy.
That is a good feeling.
|Being a spaz in greymouth.... my first time there.|
I am now a step mum to 3 boys. or 2, depending on who you ask.
I actually thought that I would somewhat resent the role (if you read this honey, please don't take that the wrong way, we have probably talked about it by now ;) )
but I don't... at all...
And despite how much it would shit the real mom... I feel real love for them, and I feel very mothery in that. And to be fair.. I think they love me back.
The first night I put one of them to bed he said ' it's quite cool having two adults living in the one house permanently again' weep much?!
|The Brady Bunch|
I went on facebook tonight, to my old account.
Really thats just asking for trouble.
It's like walking down a smelly street and peeking in the windows of the people that you shouldn't be peeking at.
Staring at history suspended
Or new relationships of old friends that creep you out, until that damn empathetic thing you have so deeply embedded in you kicks in and you remember what it was like for your new 'lover' (ew puke.. at least we never called each other that.. it IMPLIES far too much ) to message you publicly calling you (lover) babe, honey etc etc.... commenting on how fabbo and gorg you look...
Maybe it's just hard when you still perhaps have quite deeply resentful feelings that you want to pretend aren't there, but rise up when you are strolling down alleys that you should not
I love this 'new' role as wife and mother (quote unquote)
I want it to be like this for as long as possible - albeit the need for them to grow and change as will we- but just right this week, things feel... right?
Yes. That seems to fit.
My life feels Right.
There are still waves of feelings that wash over me, that I acknowledge, and file.
Sometimes I doubt my footing, or think I have disappointed someone, and that can actually cripple me for a little moment
but i am learning not to catastrophize thoughts and feelings in my head.
ok, well that one will take some work...
For now, I will just say, I like making sandwiches, cutting hair, saying prayers, picking up from school, making them laugh, being the slightly odd-hopefully-kinda-cool one...