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!!!
My son faces the constant battle of big-bodied family. I have tried to teach him about eating healthy. It has been tough. He has suddenly had an enlightened moment. He has made the decision to log his foods, exercise more, and even plan a healthy lunch. He knows how to look at nutritional values, etc.
Our family has weight issues and my 13 year old can live on carbs. My own body can't handle them. How do I slow his obsession to slow the weight gain? Any ideas?
I am faced with a sticky situation. My child has gotten to be deathly afraid of one individual in our family. This person has become verbally-abusive towards him, along with occasional hits and slaps. He feels afraid and doesn't understand why this is happening to him. She tells me that he attacks her and tries to hurt her, which has never been noticed. She gets angry with me because I don't believe her.
I am so confused and concerned. I feel that there is something mentally going on, but I can't just walk up to her and tell her to have an evaluation done.
Does anyone have any thoughts on this? I feel like I am trapped.
My son is a growing boy who has become a teenager. He eats dinner, but he also munches constantly. Tonight, it was dinner, and then hot cocoa, then a cheese sandwich. He doesn't like his body image. Overweight runs in our family, but it doesn't phase him. Then my mom is no better. She makes cookies constantly and then has a fit when he eats them all... Then don't make them. No one in our house needs them. Makes me mad. Then she is the first to throw a fit!
Any suggestion on how to address this?
My sons wish for Christmas is for me to be home with him more, instead of working so much. As a mom, I guess I need to get my priorities in order. I don't want to work so much but I feel I must, to pay the bills and so my son has stuff and doesn't have to go without. I am torn and depressed. Now I am even more confused about the holidays. I have gotten to be such a scrooge anyway but this year I am crabby and confused.
I stood in the doorway until he realized I wasn't leaving. I told him he had to be off the phone by 8:30 - he agreed. 20 minutes later, I was in the door again. "What?" He snapped. "It's 8:30". "So?" He responded. He then told me I never told him to get off the phone. Oh man, this is going to be a long age 13!
Okay, so we are slow in technology. We just got a Wii a few weeks ago. My son saved his money and boiught it on his own., but mom paid for the sales tax, the warranty, and the rechargeable batteries. Oh well. Today I splurged and bought my own controller - kinda tough to play with one controller! We played at least 6 sports tonight as two-player. It was a blast and an hour flew by. Cool!
When I am working, he calls me constantly and wants to know when I will be home. When I'm home, he's either playing video games or listening to music. OR he follows me around like a puppy dog, from room to room, not saying anything. Drives me Nuts! I promise I won't run away.
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! :)
Did you know it was possible to dislocate an appendage while at swim lessons? From recent experience... Yes... Yes it is. Just wondering what the ER visit will cost!
This week, I had four days off... from both jobs. I took him to swimming lessons, we went out for breakfast, we went for lunch (he wanted to try sushi), we put up the pool, we grilled out for dinner, etc. He actually told me that he enjoyed having me home with him. It made me feel so good to know he appreciates me.
When I left work last night, I am at home until Monday morning. This is my normal vacation time, while my mom is busy. My son and I went to breakfast, swimming, shopping, made homemade pizza, and got our pool set up. The best moment was when he gave me a big hug and said "I'm glad to have you home." I felt so good. Awwwwwwww.
My son loves in cargo pants. It has become evident as to why...
The school year is ending and he needs to empty his locker. I would, as a parent, assume the backpack would be a great place, but I am wrong... AGAIN! What else would you use the cargo pants pockets for??
Last night he was at the orthodontist and his cell phone rang. He couldn't find it, although we could clearly hear one of his pockets ringing. Instead, as he dug, we found: magnets (from his locker), his glasses (in their case), his retainer container, several pens and pencils, etc etc etc. Those pockets remind me of Mary Poppins and her magic carpet bag.
Maybe I can quite carrying my purse if I switch to cargo pants??!!
Being a mom can be hard enough some days, but being a single mom in her 40-something stage of life, now that’s just difficult.
I have a child, who will soon be leaving the tween stages and turn into a full-fledged teenager (heaven help me!). He is a good kid and I love him to death, but one of these days…
First, he is up at the crack of daylight, which is a good thing… since I don’t have to fight with him to get out of bed. But then again, it does have its bad side… he feels the need to wake me up to ask permission to make breakfast. In my theory, as long as it doesn’t involve sharp cutlery or using open flame, I think there is little damage that can be done to cold cereal or untoasted pop tarts… or even a cheese sandwich.
He hates combing his hair, and when he does, I am not sure if it actually touches his hair or if he is using some magical force to push the hair back into place. Oh, and then there is the bangs. It must be today’s style to live your life looking THRU your hair. I brush it to the side and he casually flips his head and puts it back where it was. After the first three times, I learn my lesson and stop… probably should have just left it alone to being with, eh?
This is actually the first child I have found who doesn't run naked through the house when the water in the tub gets turned on!! He is actually drawn to it… This child can run up the water bill with the best of them. He can soak in a hot bath, with or without bubbles, until he turns into a prune and you need to cut the steam with a knife. Another is the shower – I was always taught to wash my hair first and then bathe. Not him, he takes this wonderfully hot, lengthy shower, for quite a while, and then, once it’s so hot you can’t breathe, then it’s time to wash the hair. Ok then!