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I recently came across a meme that accurately describes my feelings about raising my teenagers at this very moment.
Most of the “mom” blogs out there seem to focus on parenting little toddler children. But what about those of us who have managed to trudge through the toddler years only to find ourselves in the quicksand of raising teenagers. And yes, sometimes it feels quicksand-like. I’m being pulled under by their constant mood swings, self-involved attitudes, general lack of caring for anything other than themselves.
Take for my son for instance. He’s 16. He’s been driving for about 4 months now. In that time I have looked for his wallet about 240 times. (For those counting that’s an average of twice a day.) Seriously, I feel like I spent the first half of my marriage looking for my husband’s wallet and car keys and now I am spending the second half of my marriage looking for my son’s. And it’s not that I mind helping him find stuff, but it’s the attitude of it’s my fault because he can’t find something. As if I spend the little bit of free time that I have going around the house and hiding his stuff – ’cause you know, it’s fun hunting for crap that’s been misplaced.
And it’s not just the car keys and wallet. It’s his glasses, his calculator, his homework, his band music. Sigh.
But the hardest of them all is my 14-year-old daughter. I swear there should be a medal of some sort for mom’s who survive raising a daughter. Or at the very least a t-shirt.
I was a sassy daughter. My mother is a saint for having put up with me. How she did it without causing me serious bodily harm I will never know. I mean, when I ask her how she did it she always says she would rather raise a son 10 times over than raise another daughter. I think I will order the above t-shirt for her. She deserves it.
Back to my 14-year-old.
I get that she started high school last week. I understand that she is tired. I am sympathetic to her busy schedule. Volleyball practice everyday after school plus band practice once per week as well as keeping up with homework is stressful. I get it. But man is she mouthy. Even just the simple act of answering yes is sassy. Mothers of teenage daughters know what I’m talking about here. The huge sigh…the eye roll…the yesssss…mom.
Oh, and apparently, my use of silverware and how it may make a small noise while eating is just too much for her to handle. Because you know, it just so annoying!
Maybe it’s the solar eclipse that’s happening today that has my children’s moods going every which way. I sure hope so. All I can do is keep loving them, but man they sure make it hard sometimes. Now I understand what my mom meant when she said I always love you, but sometimes I don’t like you. Ha! I totally get it now Mom!
How do you handle the in’s and out’s of raising teens? Like this post and let me know I’m not alone out here!
Until Next Time,