Zoe Girl
10-20-12, 8:25pm
So overall this teen thing is going well since the middle of summer. The last couple of years has blown me away. Ya know there is always this idea that you can provide a better situation for your children so maybe they won't have that angst you did. Not really how it works out many cases. With my middle kiddo we went through total hell for awhile, I feel confident that without the way we handled it she would probably be on drugs and somewhere bad. There are still things going on but basically she is a pretty good kid. The youngest got kicked out of his arts school for grades, I felt bad until I was cleaning out email and saw how many notices of missing assignments I had. He kept on making excuses/reasons, bottom line he did not get through a week without an absence most of the year. He had medication for anxiety, but with all my kids I have to be honest and say they had a point where they had to stop trying to push me into more than was appropriate at the age and make the decision to start taking care of things. I tend to listen to what my kids input is, but they are in the process of learning what they need to do as well.
Now my oldest (22), we are supposed to be moving her back into my house this weekend. We have next weekend too but I have a lot going on then. This weekend I cleared my schedule of church tasks and social events. So she told me she is sick and didn't sleep all night. Her siblings went by to see if she even had some boxes packed they could pick up and after being awake all night she still didn't have one box packed. She did not wake up at all. This has been going on since she was 15, she has a DR, i pay her health insurance, she has access to medication that helps her sleep and her depression (her g-mas was hospitalized for a decade with it). Meanwhile she chose some really non-functional people to live with. Right now we estimate they owe her $1,300 and I cann't see that she will ever get a dime of it. Her dad and I have helped her out, she always has her money for rent and bills but the others don't and we don't want her to have an eviction. I never want to hear these guys names again, they have been around since she was 15 and we have all been burned by their issues. Bottom line is that next weekend I am busy and I am not loaning my car and unless her friends are going to help her move on the bus she is basically screwed.
So I know things are MUCH better overall with the kids, but I am tired. I am just the hard-a## all the time. All the fun stuff really isn;t fun, in september I had a BBQ for the girls BD's since they are very close and my middle one had just met a boy and didn't get to her own party. Not so much fun huh. I think this is jsut a vent, I am waiting for them to grow up a little and trying to cherish a few good times until we get there.
Now my oldest (22), we are supposed to be moving her back into my house this weekend. We have next weekend too but I have a lot going on then. This weekend I cleared my schedule of church tasks and social events. So she told me she is sick and didn't sleep all night. Her siblings went by to see if she even had some boxes packed they could pick up and after being awake all night she still didn't have one box packed. She did not wake up at all. This has been going on since she was 15, she has a DR, i pay her health insurance, she has access to medication that helps her sleep and her depression (her g-mas was hospitalized for a decade with it). Meanwhile she chose some really non-functional people to live with. Right now we estimate they owe her $1,300 and I cann't see that she will ever get a dime of it. Her dad and I have helped her out, she always has her money for rent and bills but the others don't and we don't want her to have an eviction. I never want to hear these guys names again, they have been around since she was 15 and we have all been burned by their issues. Bottom line is that next weekend I am busy and I am not loaning my car and unless her friends are going to help her move on the bus she is basically screwed.
So I know things are MUCH better overall with the kids, but I am tired. I am just the hard-a## all the time. All the fun stuff really isn;t fun, in september I had a BBQ for the girls BD's since they are very close and my middle one had just met a boy and didn't get to her own party. Not so much fun huh. I think this is jsut a vent, I am waiting for them to grow up a little and trying to cherish a few good times until we get there.