Forging a relationship with my new step-daughter
Sophia’s technically not my step-daughter yet, and if I stick with just the off-hand comment of how my fiance has a child, it sounds like I’m not involved in her life. “Soon-to-be step-mom” is awkward and clunky, and referring to her as a room mate is clearly not an option.
Why I let my tween listen to whatever music he wants
Language isn’t that big a deal to me, nor is the violence. It’s the drug use and the sexually suggestive material. But the music doesn’t concern me. Is that bad?
My husband was a sperm donor: perspective from the partner of a bio-dad
Anyone who has friends in same-sex relationships knows about how much weight is given to biological parents here in the US … I don’t know exactly how this has worked out so well, but I think it’s because we all care about each other.
An ode to skinny jeans
Kayden, my step-son, seems to be following in the same footsteps as myself and his father. He’s relatively unfazed by the current wave of en vogue accoutrements for middle school boys. Skinny jeans, however, were just too powerful a force to overcome. He needed to have skinny jeans.
Learning to co-parent with an onbeat ex
Amy and her more Onbeat ex-husband haven’t always seen eye to eye (to put it mildly) when it came to raising their daughter, but the two now work as a team (along with their respective partners).
A neurology nerd dad with a penchant for ice cream
Craig is a nerdy and fabulous DILF and step-dad to Kyler.
Respecting myself and my step-daughter’s mother
We live in a world where being raised in a home with both of your parents is becoming a fairy tale. I am one of a rare breed whose parents are happily married and after thirty years are still very much in love. When I was a precocious teenager and acting out in school I found it funny to justify my actions with sarcastic coos of “I’m sorry, I’m having a difficult time right now. I’m coming to terms with coming from a two parent household.”
It takes a Village to Raise a Stepson
Most people who know me, know that I had a son before my “real” son. Although he came from a different mom, I still consider him my son. I try not to say “stepson” because I don’t want him to feel like he’s apart from my son or me and my husband.