Recently, my kids have started to ask me if I am “Step Mom” or not. Ever since they were small, I thought I was the only “Mommy” in the whole wide world that had kids. But recently, my stepson, Jason, has started to ask me all kinds of questions, like “When did you get pregnant with your wife, Mary Jo?” and “Why did you change your name from Jessica to Step Mom?”
My answer is, it does not matter what I call myself. As long as people know that I have a daughter, they will respect my right to call myself whatever I want to. Besides, you know what? When people call you by your name, you automatically become more of a woman because it makes you feel important and a person of worth.
This has been working pretty well for me. Especially now that my oldest is older and my son is older too. You see, he can play all the girly games that I once would have found unfashionable, such as “Step Mom.” And my little girl, Jessica, has started to play with some of those games too, such as “Musical Chairs.” Son Touches Step Mom and FucSon Touches Step Mom and Fucks Herks Her.
