I recently wrote about my son Joe Cool, who suffered his first break up back in February. The Ginger really stomped on his heart, and he was crushed. She started dating another boy with in a week or so and that just added more injury to my poor Joe Cool’s heartbreak! Since then things for poor Joe Cool have gone from bad to worse.
I have always done the best I can with my boys. I am NOT a perfect mother by any means, and I have made TONS of mistakes. However, I have always been very good about talking with my kids, and explaining things before I lose my cool, and I have always tried to reason with them. I was always able to reason with Joe Cool, that is, until he became a teenager….
That doesn’t surprise me too much. Joe Cool is not what you would call an “responsible” teenager. He does not like to do his chores. He does not like to clean up his room. He does not like to do his homework. He does not like to take the trash cans out on Wednesdays. He does not like to put his clothes away. He does not like to wash his clothes.
Which leads any sane parent to the question: so what DOES Joe Cool like to do??? Well, the answer to that is easy. He likes to text his friends on his iPod and play Call of Duty on the PS3. That is about it. Oh, and sit in his room and play his guitar.
You might be wondering how all of that “does not” attitude affects our household? I will tell you it affects my relationship with Joe Cool in a negative way. I never wanted to be “that” mom. You know the one. The one who yells at their kids, and says bad words, and sounds like a screaming Mimi. Well, I guess that is a misnomer. I have not become a screaming Mimi, I have become a screaming mommy!
I wonder what my neighbors think. I wonder if they can hear me when the windows are closed. I am sure they can when the windows are open. I am at my wits end with this kid. I have grounded him, taken away the PS3, taken away electronics, yelled, screamed, talked, bribed, begged, cried. I just don’t know what else to do. He will be turning 15 tomorrow. Yes, 15. For the love of god, he is supposed to get a driving permit in 6 months. There is NO WAY this kid is ready to get behind the wheel of a car….. especially MY car!
I know there are some people who read this blog who are parents. Some of you may even be the parent of a teenager. If you are truly lucky you have survived he teenage years, and are parents of a young adult. A responsible young adult.
That is my dream. My dream is to be a parent of a young adult who is mature, kind, caring, considerate, productive, responsible and NOT living in my house. Is that really so much to ask for???
If you have successfully traversed the teenage years with your kid, I am open to ANY advice you can give me!
If you are a parent to a kid younger than 13, I will be praying for you!!!!! And if nothing else, I may end up going back to the idea of pudding shots turned into popsicles. Summer is right around the corner. So if you see me eating a homemade chocolate pudding pop, you know why.