Whining, Wine-ing & Winning

Our blended family — and our co-parenting — is what families should strive for. I understand how hard that can be, but we’re here for the kids, not the drama. I never expected to have this kind of love for another woman in my life, yet she fills our world with the joy, laughter, and even the tears that come with raising a teenager.

My Bonus Mom couldn’t be more powerful. At some point in your life, you may have left your dog with a stranger while you went out of town — but I’m trusting this woman with my child, and she loves him like he’s her own. She shows up to every game. She attends parent-teacher conferences, helps with homework, and sits proudly at his art shows. She does it all, not because she has to, but out of the kindness of her heart.

With her, trust comes naturally.

She has patience.

She has consistency.

She shows up — not only when it’s convenient, but when it matters.

It’s the kind of love that can’t be forced.

It’s chosen, every single day.

Because of her, I have peace.

I know he is safe.

I know he is supported.

I know he is deeply loved.

There is no greater gift a mother can receive.

I’m an egotistical person. I’m stubborn. I hate being told I’m wrong, and I despise direction — but I would proudly accept any constructive criticism this woman gives me. Our relationship is stronger than a Care Bear stare.

She didn’t replace me.

She stood beside me in loving him.

And because of her, my son didn’t lose anything —

he gained another woman who loves him fiercely.

To my Bonus Mom,

I love you.

Thank you for loving my son.

Thank you for helping raise him.

Thank you for being someone he can depend on.

He is better because of you.

And so am I.

And now, after all this love, growth, and grace…

it’s time to wine-d down.