Remember back in the summer when I was gushing about my oldest becoming a teenager? Well I am not gushing anymore.
I am not sure WHO has invaded the body of my once lovable child! Oh I see glimpses of him every now and again… but then poof… he vanishes!
Instead there lays a moody, broody, “the whole world is against me,” or “you never listen to what I am saying” impostor that I am not sure HOW to handle!!!
We are so alike. So we tend to clash much more.
I am tired and just want the homework, supper dishes and lunches to go away. I have 6 beings to get to bed, feel the pressure to at least TELL them to brush their teeth and all that stuff before pestering them to bed.
I just want to sleep. I am tired of being the bad guy. I feel that Sammy is 13 years old and I shouldn’t have to tell him the same things I have been nagging about since he was 2!!! But I do… or it does not get done.
Then it is the whining about me being on him all the time!
I can’t win. Maybe I need THE SUPERNANNY here. Maybe if he could see the butt whooping I would have gotten with half his attitude, he would pause.
He is a great kid most of the time. I love him so much. I see the awesomeness of his character and just wish that would come out more at home.
Tonight I feel like I lost the battle. And really for this moment, I can’t care or worry for today. I need to just escape.
Grey’s Anatomy would be a great way to do so… but no… the Americans are hogging the time with another debate!!!
Wish they would chat a bit on how to parent a teenager. I thought I had it figured out better than I do. After all, I was one not that long ago, right?
Hum… maybe there in lies the problem!