Hi everyone. I'm new here. In summary: I never wanted any children. My first husband and I always agreed on it. We divorced, but my decision never waivered. Until I met the perfect man... with 3 kids. I knew his children from the time they were young as my sister is related to them (she is married to his brother) so it was a very easy transition. The 2 older daughters were easy. They had their own lives. The young boy- 6 when his father and I started dating was fine. I fell head over heals in love and we married. I never thought into the future. This boy would grow up.