tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909148405345235236.post2054586832938061718..comments2023-11-03T09:36:55.679-04:00Comments on just eat it: stick a fork in me...michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09861251743062824891noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909148405345235236.post-27882084015709694222014-06-17T22:48:48.523-04:002014-06-17T22:48:48.523-04:00It can really suck, those teenage years. Being tre...It can really suck, those teenage years. Being treated like a doormat, or with disdain, knowing no matter what you say or do, it's the wrong thing, and sometimes I'm sure I created selfish, lazy monsters, and other times I'm sure I made the best kids ever and sometimes I'm sure it has nothing to do with me at all and it's not about me, it's about teenagers, and I remember being an awful one at times. I also distinctly remember the day mom walked out the back door and kept on walking, 7 miles to the next town, Seaford, to a friend's house, who finally called to let us know where she was. She was done. On my worst days, I say at least I haven't walked to Seaford yet. So there's that.<br /><br />But oh, the subjugation of self, it's so hard, especially as an aging hormonal woman. It's thankless. But those moments when they are kind, or attentive or nice, or we enjoy being together - they are golden, and they sustain me through the shittier times.<br /><br />Summer is the worst, no schedules and total chaos - non stop dishes and laundry and dirt. And I only have 2, Bless Your Heart, with 3. Hang in there. This too shall pass. And there's always the relativity game - it could always be worse, ha ha. You are not alone, there are legions of bewildered, tired shitty parents out here. xoMelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10114884092474969555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909148405345235236.post-10116187885257365452014-06-17T21:14:42.109-04:002014-06-17T21:14:42.109-04:00I hear you barking big dog.
Love,
Another Shitty...I hear you barking big dog. <br /><br />Love,<br />Another Shitty Parent (at least according to her kids)Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03313726816776097840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909148405345235236.post-12583536159130899442014-06-17T21:10:59.741-04:002014-06-17T21:10:59.741-04:00Oh honey. Do I even need to say I know what you...Oh honey. Do I even need to say I know what you're talking about? <br />But the fact that they're never satisfied absolutely does not mean that you're a shitty parent. It means, quite frankly, that they are normal and you are doing your job. Because YOU CANNOT GIVE THEM ENOUGH TO SATISFY THEM!<br />Ever. Nor should you. <br />Send them all out to hunt the wooly mammoth.<br />I love you. Hang in there. This, too, shall pass. I promise with all of my heart. Ms. Moonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2909148405345235236.post-75293878071895666942014-06-17T20:54:16.877-04:002014-06-17T20:54:16.877-04:00The summer is always hell. then school starts agai...The summer is always hell. then school starts again and blessed routine reasserts itself. One breath a time. Your kids are doing great! Which means you're doing great no matter what they say. Trust me on this. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.com