Tuesday, 6 May 2008

Mother ...

My MIL sent me this joke the other day ... maybe in reference to our almost 15 yr old who is so consistent at driving me insane with his behaviour.

The family like to joke how perfect my husband was as a child/teen ...the golden boy. He is still a Saint ... but he does forget some things.

Anyway on with the joke.

A Mother passing by her son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.

Then she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Mom" With the worst premonition she opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.

Dear Mom,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's not only the passion...Mom she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.

Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone.We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it. Don't worry Mom. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.

Love, Your Son Jon

P.S. Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer.

I love you. Call me when it's safe to come home.

That puts things in perspective. He is not like Corey.

Some days I feel very guilty and a bad mother. Especially to my teenager. I am mean. Being a mum is a bundle of contradictions.

I guess as a mother we have to chose to loosen the strings that tie our teenagers down and give them some slack. I KNOW I have high expectations and he falls short but I think he is pretty average.

I am not talking about his school work ... that is another post. He hates school work.

Other friends tell me their teenagers are unsettled, moody and unreasonable +++ and that testosterone has a lot to answer for ! That is an understatement.

As a mother I have to accept he thinks differently to me and I can't change him - my job is to nurture, love, FORGIVE teach and respect him.

There are worse things in life than a messy room, wearing his pants down low with his undies showing, scruffy hair and walking outside in his socks but I won't compromise on the swearing LOL. That I am taking seriously !

Some days he exaperates me so much swearing and saying no to simple requests eats all my chocolate stash I want to dig a hole and bury him ...but since he is now bigger than me it would take too long ... and I can't make him dig it himself anymore. (I pinched this from Jen)

I can't remember being like this with my mother ... though she smiles quietly when I whinge to her about him ... and tells me my brother was the same. My sister in law says her son was (is) the same.

My plan is ease off the battles ... I'll give him some time and space - a little more respect and if that fails I tie him to a post ...

I know many of you have seen this but I can't help myself

Revive our heart
Day Fifteen:
"But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ..." 2 Pet.
My husband is very quiet ... a quiet achiever and there are things he doesn't always tell me. We haven't been to church as much since the Brothers were born . I worry about this too. This is an area we need to work on together.
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