I know the central focus here isn't on loving other people's children, but I just felt compelled to weigh in on that particular part. When I was young, I wanted so very desperately to be a mom. To have a baby of my own. But that never happened for me, for whatever reason...just wasn't in the big overall scheme for my life, I guess. But then XH came along with 3 daughters and I can tell you that I couldn't love those girls anymore if I had carried them in my own body and given birth to them. It is likely different for all people, but I have NO trouble seeing myself loving someone else's kids. Of course, at my age, anyone I meet with kids is likely to have kids who are already adults or very close to it.
Me 52, H53 Bomb drop 9/29/2014 Divorce from XH final 12/17/2014 Marriage #2 12/31/2019 5 adult (step)daughters (3 from XH's first marriage, 2 from current H's previous relationships) 6 grandkids
