I'm sure you know me... you have seen me. I am a hard-working Woman. I am a growing Wine DIVA. I can land a roundhouse near your head. And I still know how to procastrinate on college homework. All with serious sarcasm and sassiness!!!
I love my son. He is the center of my world, but there are days when he drives me nuts. He follows me around the house and just keeps chattering. I need a few minutes of alone-time. I need a few minutes of quiet-time. Just a few...
How many 12-yr old kids eat Sushi? He wanted to go to a local restaurant. I took him. He chose the rainbow roll - seaweed, rice, raw tuna, avocado, and raw salmon. He LOVED it. OMG! I am thrilled. At 12, you have no fear and no pre-judgements. I fight the "texture" issue but he doesn't. He'll train me yet! :)
I am struggling and it bothers me. I am starting to doubt a lot of things. Will my son be okay? Is my mom fit to keep watching him? Is she a part of his behavior? Am I responsible for all this? Is this all my fault, ultimately?