I used to think I had to speak up to belong.
For the introverted stepmom who feels overlooked in loud rooms—this post is a reflection on the power of deep listening, self-worth, and quiet connection.
Read MoreYou invade my thoughts when I least expect it.
You never leave me alone.
You pop up everywhere –
while driving, during my walks, sitting outside enjoying the weather,
even during my sleep.
Why do you invade my peace?
Why are you constantly stirring up trouble when there is no trouble?
Can you not leave me alone, just for a bit?
Can I not enjoy some fun and peaceful moments?
What’s your purpose – coming in at all times of day and night,
trying to make me think of all the negative things going on,
picking imaginary fights with those close to me.
You know, you could stay out of my head, and I’d be pleased.
I’m not going to let you take over my life.
Damn you, rumination. I’m going to find a way to tame you once and for all.
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For the introverted stepmom who feels overlooked in loud rooms—this post is a reflection on the power of deep listening, self-worth, and quiet connection.
Read MoreMother’s Day can be an emotional rollercoaster for stepmoms. I still remember my very first one—hoping for a simple card, a small acknowledgment that I mattered. Instead, I got nothing. No mention, no nod, no recognition. And what stung the most? Someone else was acknowledged.
I didn’t speak up. I held back my feelings. And by the end of the day, I broke down in tears. My son, only a child, felt my sadness and acted out. Looking back, I realize I had placed expectations on people who barely knew me. I hadn’t yet found my place in the family, let alone earned the space to be celebrated.
Now, years later, I understand that Mother’s Day doesn’t have to fit into one mold. In this blog, I share what I’ve learned about honoring your role, setting boundaries, and creating celebrations that reflect you—not what others expect.
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