Raising and Living With Teenagers: Not For The Weak
POMP Rating: 🌵🌵🌵🌵🌴
Reasons Influencing Rating: Raising kids is tough; living with and guiding teenagers is prickly for a marriage. 🌵 We always want to blame the teenage behavior on someone other than ourselves. 🌵 Worry, anxiety, stress, and being broke come with the job. 🌵 Seeing your kid nearly grown brings a huge sense of accomplishment, and self-worth. 🌴
I Didn’t Know Then What I Know Now
I can remember about 17 years ago when my son was a baby, having a few friends who had kids that were in high school. I remember having little in common with them, parenting wise, and thinking that I would do it differently. Now, I realize that I just didn’t have a full grasp of reality. There is no way I could have been prepared for the frustrations of this stage of parenting. I have survived almost to the end, as my son will be 18 in a few months, but let me tell you, caffeine, alcohol, and the occasional xanax has seen me through these last six years. (Keepin' it real here, folks). I have experienced frustration at levels I never knew existed, and I am a high school teacher, so I’ve seen and been through a hell of a lot with teenagers! As proud as I am of the strong, intelligent, man-child who is my son, I am equally as frustrated. Parenting is the hardest job on the planet. Parenting teens is in a different category in my opinion. Every day brings a new challenge and a new problem to solve. There is a constant struggle with how much independence to give them while still keeping them under your wing. It will make you laugh, cry, drink, fight, and is a constant stream of the up and down feeling of an emotional roller-coaster. At times I've felt like giving up - not on life, but giving up on trying so hard to guide and re-direct this human I brought into the world. I'm glad I've seen it through. It's worth it, but it sure is hard!
We Don’t Have Family Meetings, We Have Situations
On The Brady Bunch, they used to have family meetings in the den. Ours is always in the nerve center of our home, the kitchen. That is where meetings – whether planned or not, erupt. I do the primary parenting when it comes to my son, but my husband is always physically present to step in as needed, or hand me a glass of alcohol. Thank God I have this support or otherwise I might be insane by now. Around the middle of his eighth grade year, my son started referring to these kitchen meetings as situations. “Mom, are we going to have a situation? I feel like we are.” You’re damn right we are having a situation!
Blogging The Situations
Here I will capture the situations I feel like sharing with the public. After reading if you are shocked by what goes on inside my house, just think about the stuff I’m choosing to keep private! If you’ve got littles, and you think it’s going to be different for you, I’d love to talk to you in the next 10 years and see how you’re faring. If your child is one of those perfect kinds – you know, the ones that never do anything to piss you off- please don’t speak to me because you’ll just make me feel like a parenting FAIL. I don’t think I could take it. I’m almost done……he’s almost ready to go out there and tackle the world. I will say, he has some pretty tight and creative arguments and his vocabulary is stellar. Maybe he’ll be able to hold his own out there. I hope so. I know he can do it. I’ve done the best I can.