Our second oldest turns 15 today. This is Tdub's firstborn. I know he's a bit emotional about it...and not just because it means he's pretty much officially "old". :) It is a bit "weird" when you're a blended family and these birthdays come up. Not in a bad way, but, just somewhat odd. Everytime one of these boys has a birthday, two histories once again collide for just a moment. There's the family we are NOW, and the family we each used to be at the time of that particular birth.
Even I, the less sentimental of the two of us, think about the day of birth of each of my own birth children on their birthday. There are recollections of the beginning of labor, the trip to the hospital, the PAIN, the weird and stupid things that came out of my mouth during the event, and then of course, that first moment I laid eyes on my heavenly gift.
I don't write much here about the whole blended family thing. We make it work pretty well for the most part. But it's still affects us in significant ways. For me, I'm just so very blessed to have two "stepsons" (i hesitate to even call them that) who are as dear to me as "real" sons. I can't imagine how they could be more "real" to me. I even have a surrogate sort of love for their biological mother based on the fact that she gave birth to these two people that I know and love so dearly.
Birthdays are a time of reflection, just like any event or milestone. This is mine, today.
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