November 1st..oh boy.
I have been a lazy blogger. (That means that I got a lot of house work done)
Halloween came and went and that means that Thanksgiving is just around the corner.
Honestly...
There are so many things running through my head tonight. I sit here and contemplate...do I want to chatter on about the "lighter" subjects or do I vent about the deeper stuff? What is the blogging emotional outburst etiquette anyway? Is it ok just to burst out in a good bitch session every once in awhile without freaking people out?! (ok,I admit that I am kinda cracking myself up now :)...)
All in all I am fine. No one died,no one is sick and overall life is good.
That being said...
I am struggling with the newest chapter in the "Step Mom Handbook".This chapter is titled "You Can Talk Until You Are Blue In The Face But They Don't Listen"
It's almost strange how a child that is not your own can still give you gray hair and wrinkles. This is round two for me. It was a little easier with David because he was so young,it is so very different with an 18 year old. I was on such a great maternal high last week! But..Trevor crushed that with a wild night out with the boys this weekend.
BUSTED.
There went our whole weekend.
Ruined.
A supportive lecture about good choices from both of us, just hours before it all happen..
a waste of breath.
I know that I am an inexperienced parent and a hard ass when it comes to rules and discipline. So most of the time I bite my tongue.
I know that children will hurt their parents more than they will ever know ...and despite it all, parents love their kids more than life itself.
It's just not fun to be the person to have to sit back and watch it all happen and not get upset.
But I must remember the rules for successful step parenting-The Step Parent is a support system and not the CEO...not even the Vice President....more like the Human Relations Department.
Got it.
Proceed biting tongue.
It's worth it to help the man I love and keep our "company" strong.
I'm just not going to pretend it's always easy.
Thanks for the vent
I do feel a little better
:)
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Oh man. I must admit, I am quit afraid of my children turning into teenagers. Especially August... his will to NOT GO DOWN FOR A NAP, screaming bloody murder when we lay him down, I fear what our neighbors must think. Oy, teenagers...
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