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Joanna Danks is an author and creative writing tutor. A mother, stepmother, wife and survivor of a lousy divorce, she lives more peacefully than before in the United Kingdom with her Mr Really Right This Time, her girls and the blended family dog.
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When fellow stepmother Andrea Daly asked me to be a guest writer for her over at The Coventry Telegraph I was thrilled and flattered to be asked. When she then requested that I write a piece on being that most mis-understood and mis-maligned breed of parent, the Wicked Stepmother, I practically bit her hand off. a) because I AM a stepmother and b) because I love to grasp any opportunity I can to undo the Wicked Stepmother myth where possible and open people's eyes to the realities of being married to a man with children.
Stepmothers, very often, get a particularly rough deal. Most people are more inclined to feel sympathy toward the heart broken children, the struggling, single biological mother, or the "weekend" dad. It is rare for anyone to feel empathy for the stepmother who is often seen as the "homewrecker" despite her being nothing to do with the breakup of the marriage.
We are the final nail in the coffin of a relationship that others believe may have been salvaged had we not have made an appearance. The cards are stacked against us long before we say "I do".
Here are the stats that I may have mentioned once or twice before, for those that haven't seen them!
**More than half of all adult women in the U.S. will marry a man with children. The numbers in the UK are not far behind.
**70% of remarriages where both partners have kids, will fail.
**63% of marriages with a childless woman married to a man with children will fail.
**The greatest predictor of divorce is the presence of children from a previous marriage.
**Divorce rates are 50% higher in remarriages with children than in those without.
**Studies show that resentment towards stepmothers is much more intense than negative attitudes towards stepfathers.
**The evil stepmother myth is alive and well in the 21st century.
It's true. Whilst male step-fathers are often viewed by others as heroic, "taking on her kids" and swooping in to save the fair maiden from a life of domestic drudgery and single mother-dom, step-mothers, paradoxically, are seen as someone who rides in on her broomstick and "takes Dad away". We are to be treated with suspicion, hostility and resentment.
It is very, very common for step-children to be jealous of a new stepmother figure. These are children who, not only feel very strong loyalty binds to their mother and anger and sadness about their parents split, but also may be used to having Dad to themselves during weekend visitation. But now, his attention isn't solely on them, they become jealous of her.
They project their anger about their parent's divorce onto the new step-mother as she is the "safer" target, and some even attempt to break up the relationship (a concept LOVED by Hollywood - think "the Parent Trap"). Despite the fact that, as is more often the case, stepmother was nothing to do with the breakup and came along much later on, and may well happen to be a jolly nice person also.
Then what happens is this. Step-mother, all too aware of the Wicked Stepmother stories, and the children's hostility, begins to go to extreme lengths to prove that she is nice and not wicked at all. She will literally bend over backwards to get the children to like her. This can become heartbreaking when, through no fault of her own, she fails, time and time again.
Kiss goodbye to your self-esteem!
But it is not just the children in the situation that can be problematic. Having another woman around her children can be highly traumatic for the biological mother and may bring out the territorial lioness in her as she goes to extreme lengths to remove the threat. After all, she didn't have any say in having this new "mother figure" thrust into their children's lives.
Some mothers may lay down ridiculous rules about stepmothers not being able to be there when the children visit, or kiss and cuddle them. Some even prevent their children from seeing their father all together. (Leading to Parental Alienation Syndrome - but that's a whole other post!) She may also, be very used to still having her ex at her beck and call "for the sake of the kids" resulting in her attempting to compete with stepmum for his attentions and "The No.1 spot".
Other problems a stepmother may face include resentment from her husbands' family. As it is usually the biological mother that has primary custody, often times, the outlaws "side" with the biological mother through fear of losing their grandchild/niece/nephew etc... Again, anger gets projected at the step-mother, who despite not being responsible for the break up, is a "safer" target and made a scapegoat for the changes that have happened.
Another problem can be the children's father himself, who often snatches precious little time with his little dahlings, and feels huge guilt for leaving them. He may spend his whole life trying to make it up to them.
This includes spoiling them, a lack of rules and structure, and not disciplining them when they really deserve to be disciplined. Unfortunately, not only do they grow into some pretty spoilt and obnoxious adults, but it can also make Stepmother's ideas on acceptable behaviour seem very strict.
This does nothing to enhance her popularity, especially if "guilty dad" doesn't back up her attempts to discipline, essentially giving the children carte blanche to ignore and disrespect any of stepmothers expectations.
Of course not all stepmothers experience all of these problems. Some don't experience any. If the bio-mum is reasonable, the children are young and accepting of a new parental figure, dad doesn't have "guilt" issues and the inlaws are non-possessive of the children, then things can be a proverbial bed of roses. I'm pretty lucky in that I have most of these boxes ticked although it hasn't always been that way.
Of course it's rare that all of these requirements are aligned at the same time. If that's you - consider yourself VERY lucky!
But all is not lost. There are pluses to this stepmothering gig. If, like me, you are "child free and loving it" then having step-children can be quite a nice little compromise really. Although you don't get to experience the "joy" of motherhood, and you'll never replace their real mum, you do get to play a big part in shaping who they will eventually become. And the hugs, kisses and "I love you's" that I get from my stepkids make it all worth it (yes, I'm afraid I'm one of the lucky ones - my stepkids were young when I came on the scene and are allowed to love me, unlike many). And all of this without the responsibility, expense, heartache and general hardwork of full time bio kids. Oh.... and I managed to skip the sleepless nights/crappy nappy part as well.
Result!



I have often blogged about my “To Breed or Not to Breed” quandary and, after mulling over the pro’s and con’s in my head for, ooooh, most of my adult life, I continually come back to the answer that “No” I shouldn’t.
I just don’t feel that inner “urge”. I figure that if I REALLY wanted kids then I’d know about it. It would be a yearning inside that wouldn’t go away. I’d daydream about it and have names for my kids and would have already mentally mapped out the interior design for the nursery and decided which area we should move to next to ensure that they were in the catchment areas for the “good” schools! But I have done none of those things. Frankly, baby-talk bores me rigid and I imagine being a SAHM is like being trapped in a hell of one’s own making! Endless rounds of stinky nappies, childrens TV, and coffee mornings with other mothers where the conversation revolves around Jessica’s potty training and Harry’s ability to sleep through the night. Sounds like a laugh a minute. I’d almost certainly end up holed up in the cupboard under the stairs with a cigarette, a very large glass of Pinot Grigio and a maniacal look in my eye. Naughty mentalist mummy!
I’m also terrified of being pregnant. I’ve had a fear of it for as long as I can remember. The thought of it sort of makes me feel a bit sick. I don’t get all excitable and broody at the sight of a big pregnant belly I just get, well, a bit freaked out actually. And the actual “getting it out” part scares the bejeezus out of me to. No thank you. And as for the natural childbirth brigade?? You can keep your womb music and birthing pools and the like! An Earth Mother I ain’t.
No, call me selfish, but I happen to enjoy having an intact fanjeeta and the ability to maintain bladder control. I also enjoy my freedom, my career, and my ability to do what I want, when I want to. If I decide, on a whim, to eat out that evening I can do so without saddling up the brood and heading to the nearest wipe-clean, child friendly, fast-food establishment. I can eat at restaurants with table cloths and wine glasses. I can swan off to the hairdressers or for a spa treatment whenever I fancy. I can spend long, lazy days doing nothing if I so choose. I’m free. As. A. Bird.
Actually that’s not strictly true. As a part-time stepmother I am not entirely free. I am unable to just “up sticks” and move to another country or embark on a round the world trip. For at least the next decade we will only be able to live within spitting distance of the sproglings. However, the flip side of that is that I also have the luxury of having step-kids which allows me to release any maternal instinct I may have from time to time, with minimal hard work and responsibility, and, although I may not have kids when I’m older, I will have my stepchildren which, despite my constant whining, is a pretty good compromise really.
Now I am not knocking anyone else’s choice to have children, you understand. I believe that everyone has a right to choose what is right for them. Some people love kids and are obviously cut out to be parents, and if that works for you, great. But it just ain’t me.
At my friend’s wedding recently, my newly married gal pal gushed over her insanely cute flower girls (and they WERE insanely cute!) and revealed how they made her broody for her own. Aaaah, the blissful naivety of a childless newlywed! And by that I mean that, yes, they were cute, and yes, they looked adorable running around in their little dresses, but something tells me they’re not always like that. For example, she wasn’t the person who had to keep them under control for the entire day, take them to the toilet, get them drinks, make sure they were fed and ate their food, stop them from being naughty etc... etc.... In fact I could go on.... she also wasn’t the one who had to, not only get up that morning and get herself washed, dressed, fed and ready for the wedding, but also get those adorable little things washed, dressed, fed and ready for the wedding. She also wasn’t the one who had to put them to bed that night, then get up again at 1am because one of them had a nightmare, and then again at 5am because the other one was poorly. She wasn’t the one who had to give up her well paid career to look after them on a daily basis, fork out thousands of pounds for clothes, toys, pushchairs, and other baby/child paraphernalia, take them to the doctors when they were sick, keep them entertained all day every day, wipe up their spills, dry their tears, listen to mind numbingly dull childrens TV programmes CONSTANTLY, wear puke covered clothes and pretty much give up on the idea having a life of her own. Hmmmm.... they don’t seem quite so cute and adorable now do they?
In many ways having step-children has alerted me to the realities of having children of my own. I know how much hard work they can be and I am eternally grateful that I don’t have to do it every day. I am also eternally grateful that I get to keep my freedom, my career, my cash and an intact fanjeeta!


An elderly couple, who were both widowed, had been going out with each other for a long time.
Urged on by their friends, they decided it was finally time to get married.
Before the wedding, they went out to dinner and had a long conversation regarding how their marriage might work.
They discussed finances, living arrangements and so on.
Finally, the old gentleman decided it was time to broach the subject of their physical relationship.
'How do you feel about sex?' he asked, rather tentatively.
'I would like it infrequently' she replied.
The old gentleman sat quietly for a moment, adjusted his glasses, leaned over towards her and whispered.....
'Is that one word or two?'


I’ve been a little bit, well, SHITE on the ole blogging scene of late. Apologies for the lack of comment love people…. It’s been a hectic few weeks!
My posts have been few and far between and I’ve barely had the time to keep up with the blogs I follow let alone find new ones!! So today I’ll be passing my awards on to some of my old favourites. I’ve also been a little crap in passing on awards and have accumulated 4 that I need to pass on soooooo………. Without further ado……….
Thank you to one of my favourite bloggers and bestest bloggy friend Hot Piece of Sass for my “Pass the Sass” award.

I would like to pass this on to….
Cameron at Conquer The Monkey - she's a smart and sassy lady with a common sense view of the world!
Thank you also to Matthew at Abode One Three for my Honest Scrap Award.

This one will be going on to….
Sara at "I'm not judging I'm just sayin" for her Honest, outspoken and hilarious posts!
Big thanks to my writer friend Steph at Steph in the City for the Super Scribbler Award

I’m passing this one on to…..
Georgina at Olive Juice - who celebrates the written word with style.
And finally, huge thanks to the lovely Sara at “I’m not judging, I’m just saying” for these Best Blog Award and Lovely Blog awards which I'll be passing on together....
These go to……
My fellow Brit and Stepmum, Andrea Daly at The Accidental Business Mum.
Ok, that’s all for now folks. See you at the After Party!!!
If you can't get in because you're not on the list, I'll just see you back here on Wednesday for the Mid Week Funny!


