Hello I hope all is well. I assume you are a step parent, or someone from a blended family or something rather then the other. Anyhow welcome to StepGab.com. Well it has been well over a year now since we first launched this site, and now we finally added a blog. How what a ground breaking achievement. No not really, it almost seems as thought we should just move the whole thing onto Twitter and be done with it. I mean who really wants to go to a site that is truly dedicated to step parenting? Well I guess there are a select few who do, my wife and I being two of them.

Let me step back a few years, okay 5. I was married but not to my current wife. In about the 4th year  of marrage my son was born. After he was about a year and a half we were divorced. Boo hoo I know, but this is history learned so suck it up. LOL! Okay so my son was 1 1/2 years old when his family was broken apart. That’s really young to go through all that, but I can totally relate since my family was broken up at the age of 4. I told myself going into that marriage that this wouldn’t happen to me, and even took confidence in the fact that her parents were still together. Well that was a big wise tail! I guess it’s all in the person you marry. I blame it on our youth, we were too young getting married right out of high school. But etherway there were things in which happened that I wish not to mention. Anyhow I meet my lovely wife years later, and we started dating. Her family was not cool with the fact that I had a child, and especially the fact that I was previously married.

My wife had to deal with a lot now that I look back on this. She practically gave up her family for me. Her mom especially was totally against the whole ordeal. I fought us tooth an nail through the whole ideal, and didn’t even come to our wedding. This was just a huge mess, and at the time we just moved into Philadelphia, and were dealing with the every other weekend pickup. That I think was the hardest for my wife. Especially having to deal with the unexpected situations that we had to deal with during that time.

Drop-off and picks ups are never fun…I can remember one time we decided to take the train to drop off my son. So I picked a train station that was 3 minutes away from her house, and let me tell you the crap hit the fan. 3 minutes! Can you beleive that? Well to make a long story short she finally showed up still in your night clothes. It was 4:00 in the afternoon! Boy do I have some stories! I state “remember” because since May  my X moved down south, and I have not seen  my son since then. Sure I can fight to get him back, but is it worth it? I can’t afford to do it. I feel powerless against this legal system. I don’t understand why I am on probation? I have never committed a crime in my life nor ever missed a child-support payment. But that is a whole other different topic.

This is going to be my first Thanksgiving without my son. I do however have a new baby girl! Yes congrats! Thanks!  But that doesn’t make me not miss my son less if that is what your thinking. I now understand how a parent can love both children equally. I always thought that my mom and dad loved my brother more. For years I would think that…wow I was so wrong. I did however find out that his mom is going to drive back up her, and drop him off for Christmas. Man I am so excited! I am counting down the days like a kid again. I was so anti-Christmas before this.

It’s almost 10:00pm here…getting late, an the wife is signaling for my to get off the computer. I will have to finish this story another time. until then I hope you enjoyed my history lesson, and setup for StepGab. Fell free to leave me a post, or rant about your X.