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Dear, Baby Boy

A Step-Parent's Story

By Sierra BrownPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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This year, you turn four-years-old. I walked into your life when you were one-year-and-three-months-old. I didn't know it then, but that was when my life changed forever. I had no idea what was in store for me. I had no idea of the struggles and late nights, nor did I know of all the love and snuggles I'd be getting throughout the years.

At first, even changing your diaper scared me. I was so scared of doing something wrong and you hating me. We already had so much hate in our lives. Every second we had our backs turned, your mother tried to take you away from us. She actually did a few times. I didn't want to somehow hurt you and it add to the never ending stress in our lives. No matter what I did, or how many times I thought I did something wrong, you're what pulled me back. I was the adult, yet you were somehow holding me together. You were my safe zone. Even though you're still so small, you've always been so big. So smart. So many times, I'd try to stay strong for you and I failed. You would come find me, and hold my hand. You were still just a baby then and you didn't do a whole lot of talking, but you always knew the right thing to do.

We have come so far since those days. Right now, you're sitting at the table eating a late lunch with daddy. You're discussing soups and telling him just the way you like it. Before you sat down for lunch, you went on the potty. Did I forget to mention you're finally potty trained? Two weeks in undies! Two more, and you can finally start preschool! You know all your colors, letters, and you can hold a full conversation. Your favorite animal is a kitty, your favorite color is red, you'd absolutely die without your Paw Patrol pals, and you absolutely hate taking naps. You have grown such a personality, it makes me smile. There was a time when everyone thought you needed speech therapy because you barely say five words, and yet now all you do is talk. There should be a limit as to how many times I say you've gotten so big, but you have, and it makes me sad to think about it. You have grown so much, but so have I.

I never knew what being a step-parent would be like. I never pictured myself in a situation where I'd be helping raise someone else's child. It's one thing to be a step-parent, but it's another thing to be a young step-parent. Something that has been coming more, and more common with today's young adults. When I first got with your daddy, I was just eighteen. I was still a kid too. I never got the full young adult experience, and honestly, I'm more than okay with that. I'd rather be home with you, getting a million snuggles, than be out partying every weekend. Being with you, and being a part of something so special, has changed my life. I wouldn't take back any of our late nights, sick nights, movie nights, and most importantly, the nights filled with nothing but snuggles. You're one of my favorite humans, and I'd absolutely do anything for you.

You may not be my biological son, but I promise to love you for the rest of my life. I know we won't always agree, and I know sometimes we may be upset with eachother, but my love for you will never waiver. You could never do anything wrong to change that, and I hope you feel the same way. You may not be my biological son, but I will always love you like one.

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Sierra Brown

I am 21 years old, and engaged to the love my life. I have a 3 year old step son who is my world, and at the moment, life is pretty okay.

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