My mom is getting older and there are problems

My mom is getting older and she feels that she is very much still with it. I have noticed that her hearing is going and so is her memory, but it tends to be everyone else's problem but hers... we didn't tell her or we don't speak loud (or clear) enough... or we just never told her at all.

But now there is an issue that seems to be slowly getting worse. My son is a big teddy bear and loves his grandma. He tries to give her a hug and she hits him or scratches him, saying he is going to hit her.

He has called me several times, telling me he is afraid of her. She tells me that he hits her and scratches her. If he hit her, she would have bruises or marks. It's almost like she is imaging what is happening.

This is taking it's toll on my son, as myself. I can't say anything to her, as she gets mad because it is me taking my son's side. I shouldn't have to play referee, nor should I be afraid to live a 13 year old with my mom.

I don't know what to do anymore! I want to cry. My son is having enough problems that this is just making it worse.

Any ideas? Anyone?

Enough Cake... Please!!

Okay - three birthdays, two days! So much for the diet. And please, no more cake! Yesterday was cupcakes, brownies, and homemade chocolate cake. Today was a double chocolate bundt cake and pumpkin cream cheese bundt cake. Tonight was chocolate cake and chocolate ice cream! Okay - that's enough desserts to last me till next October! The "year older diet" will need to start tomorrow!

Torn

My life is torn between working to provide and spending more time with my son. I love him and want to provide, but he wants more time with me. How do I do this?

Parenting

Have you ever doubted your parenting skills or wondered if you could do it better?

Pet Peeves... For starters

If you turn the light on, turn it off!
If you leave the room, turn off the tv.
If you make crumbs, clean them up.
If you open the bread, seal it back up.
If you empty a container, throw it away, do not put it back in the fridge!
If you use the last TP, change the roll.
Until the next list...

Autumn

I am an autumn baby, born within days of Halloween. I love autumn and the changing of the colors, but Halloween is not my thing. I'm not big on the holiday and all that goes with it. I am truly a Scorpio and an autumn girl, but Halloween is not me.

Selective hearing

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!

Wii

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!

Feelings

Why do my feelings always get hurt? Do I let my guard down too often or am I just a fool? You hurt my feels again and my spirit is crushed... Until the next day... The next time.

Strength vs. Trust

I have two small tats on my wrist. One kanji for strength and one for trust.
As I continue to look at these symbols, I originally had the thought that these are strong points for me. People comment and compliment how strong I am, with all I do, and how trusting I am to give so much. But the more I start to think about it, the more evident it becomes that these symbols can be either my success or my failure. I try to be too strong, but wanting to do everything myself and wanting to be responsible for everything and everyone. I know I can't be, but I can't get past that thought. I trust so many people that I tend to get hurt. I trust and believe, which can be a good thing, until I get hurt by trusting the wrong person. I always give people the benefit of the doubt, I get hurt, and then it happens all over again. It is truly amazing how the first time we look at something, is not always how we see it again.

Strength