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.


Natalie said...

Teens really are a whole different breed of human. It sounds like you're a great mom.

Robyn Jones said...

I have two teen girls...and a twenty year old so I completely sympathize with you....some days I am ready to completely disown them.... Our last episode? My eighteen year old..who graduates in two months, can't stand the rules...so she moved out...moved back...and then moved out again last week because she got ina fight with her sister...

Misty Dawn said...

GREAT post. The joke had me laughing out loud.

Joh said...

That is a funny joke and I wish sometimes I'd had a copy on my fridge to give me that perspective. Sometimes I think teenagers take me back to the time when I was a teenager and that is what causes a lot of the angst and panic I feel when dealing with them.
Don't doubt yourself though. Everything I read on your blog tells me you are a great parent. One day he will see that too. Just survive till then:-)

Skittles said...

I think we get babies first because if we got teenagers, nobody would do it. It's such a hard job!

LOVED the video!!!! :)

Sandy C. said...

Oh man....I'm still giggling over here with that joke!

And yes, I love the mom song ;)

jeanie said...

One of the problems with teenage years is it is when teenagers find out that there parents are human beings, and it freaks them out!

Good luck on getting through to the end - and then contemplating it x 2 in 10 years!

A girlfriend of mine always said the definition of hell was teenagers and toddlers in the same house.

Jean at Penny Lane said...

Great post. I loved the video.

You might like my enlightening post so I hope you can stop by and see it.

Childlife said...

Acckk!! That's on the level of my husband's sense of humor... I sincerely hope his children didn't inherit it :P

Good to remember, that it can always be worse though -- LOL!

Hey it's Amy Shipp said...

I laughed out loud at that letter! Glad it was a joke... The mom song is funny too! Nice post :D

Anonymous said...

I think you're doing an amazing job raising a teenager and two toddlers at the same time. If my teenage years are anything to go by, the best advice I can give is hang in there! Not much consolation, I know!

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