...my mother finally told me that when I was an infant I was in foster care. I knew I was born sick & in the hospital a couple days with my mother there the whole time. Seems I was sicker than I thought. I was in the hospital for about a month & in foster care for another month or so, until I was healthy.

I know this doesn’t have a lot to do with step parenting, but I’ve got to vent. When I moved off to Houston I got away from the people I grew up around & learned to live according to a higher standard. The only problem I ever had over there was that I could not be an individual & that drove me crazy. So I moved back to my hometown area (& also to be closer to my folks to give them a hand… they’re getting old & my mother is disabled.) When I moved back my mother called a lot of people to tell them I was coming back.

It's not exactly about step parenting, but it's about parenting itself. Thought it was interesting all the same. Follow the link...

http://warner.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/11/29/helicopter-parenting-turns-de...

I got word this week about an old friend of mine who is now in prison. I am totally shocked, because this was not the type of girl you expected to go to prison. You'd expect her to run off to Hollywood, but not prison. As I discussed this with another old friend, she brought up a good point. She knows a lot of people we went to school with, & it seems like the people who grew up in unstable homes have gone out & made stable homes for themselves.