In the lead up to Mother’s Day, I had been thinking about the important women in my son’s life and the roles they play.
From Aunties to Nan’s to close friends I could see the importance of every single one of them. But then it dawned on me – I’m not the only mother figure in my son’s life.
Mother’s Day isn’t just about the woman who gave birth. It’s also about the woman who chose to love my son as her own. His stepmother, Belinda.
It hasn’t always been easy. It was harder for me than it was for my son. I had a fear that Belinda would come in and take my place and that quite honestly, she was a stranger playing a leading role in my son’s life. I had no say in that.
Another difficult thing I found with co-parenting was that at the start, we all had different opinions, expectations and experiences that made our parenting differ from one another. Bringing all these opinions and experiences together was difficult, as they influenced decision making and the choices we made about him.
Co-parenting with a step parent wasn’t what I originally had in mind when my ex and I conceived Kyson. I can’t say there is a particular time or moment when I realised just how important Belinda was to him and how this stranger not only became a member of his life but a part of mine and our family.