Why is it that even when my stepkids are home, I so desparately miss my own kids? Life is actually easier and quieter when my babies (well, teens) aren't home. The stepkids actually require somewhat less of me than my own brood, so shouldn't I be enjoying my relative freedom?
Just trying to figure it all out, until then ... choose happy.
I understand. The last of my children will soon be leaving for college next year, and I already miss him. My friends and family often tell me that I am crazy for feeling such, but I can't help it. I just love being mom, his mom.
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