I used to have no problem marrying a woman who had a child.
There are no other people's children, right? I was raised by my stepfather, so I had an example before me. So when Aleksandra told me on our next date that she had a son, I assured her that I saw nothing wrong with it. She was delighted, and after some time I met my future stepson.
Paweł was thirteen at the time, a rebellious teenager, but I thought he would calm down with time. I fell in love with his mother and I had no intention of giving up. A few months later we organized a wedding, to which Paweł barely agreed. We barely managed to gather the whole family for the celebration.
My parents treated my stepson well, and I noticed that this calmed him down a bit. At the wedding, he relaxed a bit, and I hoped that this process would continue. What I finally got? After my wife and I returned from our honeymoon, Paul, who was at my mother-in-law's house at the time, took up the lion's share of my wife's attention. I tried to take part in his upbringing, but he didn't accept me. He only did something when his mother repeated my request or advice.
This annoyed me, so I asked Ola to talk to my son, to somehow influence him to obey me at least a little. At first she promised that she would, and then she started to convince me that he was a teenager, he wouldn't listen to her, so I had to be patient. It was annoying, but I didn't give up. I talked to my stepson myself, convinced him that I didn't wish harm to him or his mother, and promised that I would teach him everything I knew. He seemed interested, but our further communication resembled attempts to tame a wild animal.
I admit that I relaxed, thinking that everything had already calmed down. And it was at this point that something went wrong. We were excited, thinking that we were going to have a child together, we suggested to Pawel that he could become an older brother, and he threw an absolutely ugly tantrum. He said that his mother did not love him, since she had already decided to have a second child and would send him to live with his grandmother. My wife convinced him that it was not true, but he already had the example of his friends, so it did not help.
For several days the boy completely ignored us, until we received proof that Alexandra was not pregnant. Paul brightened up, reached out to his mother again, but began to treat me with hostility, as if I were taking his family away from him. She paid so much attention to him that sometimes my wife and I were alone only at night. It annoyed me, but I could do nothing about it. My stepson closed himself off from me and did his best to push his mother away from me. After my wife's delay, I realized how much I wanted a child of my own. I imagined raising a small part of me and my wife.
I decided to talk to her about it, but she refused. – You saw Paul's reaction. Let's think about a child in three years, when he's older – she suggested, looking at me hopefully. Then I knew the truth.
She didn't want to ruin the relationship with her son, so she didn't even want to think about a second child after Paul's tantrum. Generally speaking, she can have as many men as she wants, but he's her son, her own blood. I got angry and suggested that she divorce him in such a case, and she agreed. I was surprised to say that I didn't mean it, but she had already made up her mind.
She said she couldn't live like this anymore: she didn't want her son to be stressed all the time. So I became a bachelor again, without getting married for a year. I decided that now I would look for a childless woman, so as not to waste time.
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