The Problem With Kids
I like to think I have some pretty awesome girls. Smart and beautiful are also adjectives I’d use to describe them. Not to mention level headed. But I’d also like to point out how moody Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde they can also be. Sometimes I get the “OMG MOM! YOU ARE THE WORST MOTHER EVER, I HATE YOU!” screeches every now and again because I set ground rules and enforce them from time to time. I like to think we are pretty typical, but then again maybe not, I have no idea, because I missed the parenting 101 class and I couldn’t join 102 without it.
You see, the problem with kids is they grow up whether you want them to or not. I am a single parent of two girls who are 12 and 14. I like to say I have two teens, because they both act like it. The younger one likes to act more mature than the 14 year old, but it’s not always the case. She still likes me tucking her in to bed at night. My 14 year old would rather have sweet dreams about her boyfriend and mummy tucking her in would ruin her street cred.
I have to say that most days I feel rather overwhelmed by parenting kids this age. I flounder around and wonder if I’m doing the right thing or saying the right thing. My teen years were not an example to go by in terms of parenting. I was a rotten child and made sure my mother knew that she couldn’t control me. So here I flounder.
My 12 year old likes to think she is older than she is. I have a lot of problems with this because I have to remind her that she still IS 12 years old. She is my willful child, she likes to push to see how far she can go before I snap. It is constant and never ending battle.
I love my girls, but parenting is really tiring sometimes. I have to say that I’m glad to know I’m not the only one, because parenting teens can feel quite lonely sometimes when you are surrounded by people who only have little ones.
Are you a parent of a teen who struggles and sometimes feels alone in your struggles? Stop by and say hi, I’d love to hear from you.