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There will be a lot of tears shed soon.
Nothing to do with Sean and me breaking up. These aren’t sad tears — they’re the good kind.
A blogger I’ve come to know and love — Rachel Sarah, aka Single Mom Seeking — has not only stopped seeking, but she will also no longer be a single mom. In a week give or take, she’ll be marrying Lucky Guy.
Which, by the way, he is, although can’t help thinking that perhaps they’re both lucky, not only to have found each other but because only one of them, Rachel, has a kid.
I just don’t know how about blending families happily.
I know not everyone feels the way I do and I know that it’s hardly a unique thing, but the idea of a blended family scares the crap out of me — even though I laughed along with everyone else at “The Brady Brunch” (OK, please don’t judge me!) when I was growing up.
Now that I could be the stepmom in that scenario, not the stepkid, I’m just not laughing. (And I’m not exactly sure why the stepkids would be laughing, actually; two parents are more than enough let alone two sets).
It’s not that I don’t think I could love another kid or kids as much as my own — I believe I could.
It’s not that I don’t think a stepchild could like me, if not love me — it’s not like I’m some wicked stepmom out of a Grimm’s fairy-tale; what’s not to like?
