Hello - I'm the boy's Mom.

I have been knocking around the idea of having a blog for some time now. My Partner has one, and I didn’t want to seem like a copycat (yes, I play in the sandbox and still have a hard time sharing), but I have a few things that are weighing on my mind and like any self-respecting Cancer, I want to be heard (be the center of attention).

So, I’m the Mom of a 16 year old boy. Thank you for your condolences…
He’s a good kid, never been brought home in a squad car. Athletic, good grades, does community service because he wants to, and not because of a court order mandate. Tall, handsome (biased opinion, I’m his Mom), amazes me how adult and mature he can be, and then dashes it all by telling me “I just ate a bug... hehehe.”
Like every 16 year old boy, he wants to drive, has his own computer and cel phone, he wants to be independent, but still be able to come to Mom if things get too rough.

I also have a beautiful 14 year old daughter that looks like she’s 17 (never mind taking an anti-anxiety pill once a day, just hand me the whole bottle). Musically talented, great grades, and a Mohawk (Mom's idea) that seems to change color every month. She's my Mini Me, which is frightening considering the things I've done.
This one has never been brought home in a squad car either (that I know of), but has had a few experiences that I pray she has learned from.
She has recently moved to live with her Father and his wife two hours north of here and blesses our home one weekend every other month.

I'll probably just chronicle my rants, raves, joys, annoyances and fears that come with being a Gen-X Mom trying to raise two teenagers with the help of a Baby-Boomer. She did/still does most of the hard work because she is at home while I slack off at work. I am eternally grateful, and I do hope the kids are too, that they had someone at home when they got back from school.

Anyway... I do hope you stay tuned...

So… yeah.

1 comment:

L said...

That's right dammit, I've been doin' the hard part and have the gray hair, nervous twitch, and outbursts of strange ramblings to prove it!
Seriously, much luck on this, Punk... it can be fun, and it can be a pain in the a@@. But mostly fun.
Write on!!!