Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Won't somebody think of the Teenagers?

It's been mentioned a time or two especially when Son #1 was  12 and 13 that teenagers are a pain in my ass.  My anxiety level rose to great heights turning the first sign of the teenage years and don't get me started about the tween years. I seriously would play the Would You Rather game with myself over a nice glass of wine.

Would you rather deal a potty training toddler or deal with a teenagers mood swings. Both girl and boy teenage MOOD SWINGS?
Would you rather put together a 5th birthday party for a sensory sensitive kid with food allergies or tell your tween daughter why she can't dye her hair like Rainbow Dash...yet? Their about even stevens for me.
Would you rather watch Thomas the train for hours on end or monitor you teens Instagram account and figure out if they are on

I'm kinda in a weird parenting stage because I have two kids that will soon be 5 and 6 y/o and I have two that are 13 and 14 1/2 y/o.  I'm still the mommy of littles and a mom to biggens.

...And then I had a Epiphany!  My diaper changing days are over! As of October 2013 I was done with that sh**.  I get to enjoy my children.  I don't have to sit and watch Thomas the Train anymore unless I have to cause you know...N-Zilla. Last month my ahem teenage (not a tween anymore) daughter and I laid in bed eating popcorn and binge watched New Girl.  My teenage son re-introduced me to Kenya and The Beatles.  I know right?! I had forgotten that I liked them. Plus I am enjoying the conversations that I am having with my older kids.  I'm finding the same awe and pride in our conversation just like I did when they where learning how to walk, talk, and ask questions beyond their comprehension. Admittedly it can get awkward watching Jimmy Fallon with your teenage son when the Jog Strap skit is on, or trying to rap to any Drake song. Yeah, it's weird.

I'm not saying parenting teens doesn't come without it's trials and tribulations. Especially when you were a teen parent.
 It does but I am happy to be in this stage of parenting. I'm enjoying watching my teens turn into the adults they are to become and napping when they ignore me for Instagram. I'm totally fine with that. Seriously my nap quota went up and that has been better then any push-bra I've ever had.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Missing parts of Me. Chapter 3

  ...Here I was, two son's back home eating spaghetti and playing way to much Minecraft, a daughter sitting in the car hating me, and my youngest climbing rocks with  me in the Canyons. I wanted them all to be with me. I was in God's country. I could feel his breath on my face. I wanted to stay in the middle of the canyon forever. I felt whole with missing parts of me...

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Procrastination and Reslolutions

Well...a month  into the new year.  Let's just assume that after all these years I've made peace with my procrastination. I think.

Did I make resolutions for the new year? I'm sure I be honest I could not wait for 2014 to be over with.  I wanted that door shut and another one opened.  Plus, like any other mediocre Catholic I save my resolutions for Lent so I've got a window of time.  
Some big changes in 2015 thus far.  For starters the hubs and I have decided that we (I) should cut back on (me) working so that we (I) can be more accessible for our children (N-Zilla).  When the conversation came up we (I) did not not have one valid argument why this shouldn't happen besides that we (I) might fall into a depression being a more of a Stay at Home Parent (mom).  
Overall we made the right decision as much as we (I) hate to admit it. 

Besides Janice in the front office was a bitch.

Now I work about 2 days a week-more if wanted or needed. I can already see the positive difference in the kiddo's and for me it's worth it.
So I'll take the bouts of depression as they come. Upside maybe I'll be more creative and I get to take more walks with my Talulah.  

Big changes for any of you so early in the New Year? How about transitioning from work back to home?  How did you handle it and what worked best for you? Is Janice a bitch at your work too?

Let me know and leave a comment.

*Janice is a fake name for a real person.  No Receptionist were hurt in the making of this post.