My 14 year old son's birthday party was this weekend. We went out to the Mall of America with a couple of his friends and saw a movie. (I was thinking that when I was 14 that would have been a dream Saturday for me---at the mall with 3 boys---but OMG being an adult gives a different perspective. No wonder it was so frustrating to be a "teenager in love" back in the day---teen boys in a group are just squirrely and hyper and annoying.)
But the worst part of the weekend was that my son and I argued constantly all weekend. He wasn't happy with guest list, the flavor of the cake, etc. So we talked all that out, had a pretty good party---and then Sunday was Hell. He yells at me in his new low voice and tells me something I just suggested is "Stupid" and can't figure out why I am upset at that. He ended up locking himself downstairs---and then came up at 10pm to apologize.
We are doing some family and individual counseling---I hope it will help---but we just started. I hate not getting along with him. I Love him So Much. It hurts so bad when he speaks to me disrespectfully. Then I blew it and ended up swearing at him last night. It's just bad all around.
God/dess bless my family...please.
Monday, July 13, 2009
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