Kyle is my other half, as cliche as it sounds, it’s true. Though even that phrase isn’t quite how I would describe our relationship because we’re both complete as people; just that we’re so much more together. I didn’t need him to complete my life, no one should ever need someone to feel complete. That’s something that comes from within, or at least that’s how I’ve always viewed it. Rather, I would say that our relationship has brought the balance, stability, challenge, security… It’s brought so much richness and fulfillment.
And aren’t I just starting to sound like a Hallmark movie opening?
Trust me, that was not my intent since this post has absolutely nothing to do with romance.
This is about being a blended family, being an almost (unofficial) step-mom to two amazing boys, and how I’m handling Mother’s Day as the other mother in their lives.
These two crazy, loud, and lovable boys have been in my life now for four years- as of 2017. And here we are now in 2019. We’ve had six amazing years together and we are looking forward to many more.
And at first, there was definitely some adjustment needed but we all survived and I’d like to think that we’re on our way to being one big happy (if not a little crazy) family. We aren’t quite the Brady Bunch, but we’re happy and we have fun. I’ve found common interests with them and we’ve managed to form a pretty good bond.
I even managed to score us a trip to Legoland in Westchester thanks to this blog.
And I’ve gotten them a few other cool things to help review.
The Steps We Took to a Smoother Path for Blended Family Parenting
My relationship with their mom is present. It’s stable, it’s steady, and mutually respectful. We’ve established our boundaries and we’ve stuck to them because it’s beneficial to everyone.
The few encounters I’ve had with her have been pleasant enough on the surface. We also have several mutual friends on FB (including a few of Kyle’s family members) and I keep seeing her as a suggested friend, but no. I’m not going to go out of my way to befriend her just as I’m sure she won’t go out of her way to befriend me. I try to tag his family member’s in pictures that include T&J so she can see them. And if she should ever want copies of those pictures, I’m more than happy to send them to her.
But I haven’t sent her a friend’s request and I have no inkling of doing so anytime soon.
It’s just not necessary.
But I digress.
My First Official Mother’s Day as the “Other Mother”
In 2014 on Mother’s Day, Kyle didn’t wish me a Happy Mother’s Day until the day was almost over. T & J never mentioned anything.
And that’s fine.
I wasn’t expecting anything from them. I’m not their mom, I’m not even their step-mom (yet)… to them? I’m their dad’s girlfriend and their little sister’s mom.
I wasn’t even upset that I wasn’t wished a Happy Mother’s Day until later in the day because it’s a day. Okay so it’s meant to be for mom’s and mom’s are supposed to be honored but I’m starting to feel towards Mother’s Day as I do towards Valentine’s Day. One day of the year to show appreciation through gifts? No thanks.
I’m not that type of person and I never really have been.
But that’s another topic for another post.
As I’m beginning my search for adorable crafts and activities to do with the girls (Squeaker in particular), I started to wonder- is it acceptable for me (in the position that I’m in as their almost step-mom) to make a card or do a craft with T & J (my almost step-sons) for their mom?
Would she even appreciate the gesture or would she think I was patronizing her?
I’m sure Kyle would tell me not to bother because my efforts would just be wasted. And maybe it would just be another missed opportunity like the Easter crafts I wanted to do with J.
Or maybe it wouldn’t be a complete waste of time because at least T & J would have fun.. or at least J would because T is a very cool 14 year old who’s probably too old to do crafts. But maybe he would still help out with a card.
But then, what would happen to these items when they take them home? Would she save them or would she throw them away?
I would want to think, just for wanting to believe the good in people, that she would at least save them. I’m not expecting for her to frame them or display them proudly. I also wouldn’t want her to think that I’m trying to encroach on crafting territory and doing something that she could be doing with them as well.
But because of how the custody arrangement goes, and with Mother’s Day always being on a Sunday; they’re with us for at least part of the day.
And I feel bad because they should be with their mom on Mother’s Day.
I enjoy doing crafts and making cards. I don’t always and sometimes things just get in the way. Or I just don’t like the mess that accompanies it.
So it would be a kindhearted gesture on my part (and also a way to get a guinea pig or two) if I were to make a card and crafts for Mother’s Day with the boys.
But would she see it that way?
I would never expect for her to sit down with the boys to help make me a card for my birthday, let alone Mother’s Day. And she shouldn’t have to. She’s their mom. If anyone is going to reap the fruits of that labor, it should be her.
Still, I would accept the gesture and be appreciative. I would save it because I have a tendency to save almost everything, even when I should let go of it.
But would she do the same? Would the same courtesy be extended to me?
I’d want to think so, but I can’t say for certain.
But would it still be worth it to try?
Absolutely. If only for the fact that I get to bond a little bit with J and maybe T. And I also get to indulge my inner crafter.
The One Gift That Works for the “Other Mother” on Mother’s Day
In 2015, T&J brought me a potted begonia plant. One of the few that I was able to keep alive all summer and through to the fall. Kyle related to me that it was their maternal grandmother’s idea as they were also purchasing plants for their mom. Again in 2016, I got a potted violet plant. I was incredibly grateful and I think that the boys also remembered my color preferences.
Did they have to include me?
Of course they didn’t. But I’m glad that they did. It feels nice to be included even if I’m not officially their step-mom, I know my place in their lives and would hope that they know their place in mine. They’re just as much a part of my family as my own children.
But would I expect to receive gifts, tokens of affection, gestures or words of love?
It would be wonderful, of course. But until the day comes that it does happen, I’m content with what I have. I’m the other mother in their lives.
Their gift to me is, and always be, that they have accepted me into their life. Whether they get me anything? I really don’t care.