Worst parents ever

That's how I feel most days. My kids are out of control. Brother is whiny, which I think age has a lot to do with it, but he just is a whiner. Sis is a disrespectful tween most days.

I'm feel kids are what they are because of the parents. When dd was little I thought I knew what I was doing, now I feel like I suck most of the time.

I'm feel like I'm fucking up my kids and what kind of adults are they going to be? I'm ruining them. :(

Can you tell we just had a (not so) great shopping trip?

We talked....sort of

I brought up the subject of periods and such with sister. She listened but she wasn't interested so I didn't go in to too much detail.

I told her I wasn't going to say more about it (because I could tell I was losing her attention)but if she had any questions no matter how embarrassing she thought they were to just ask me. She said "mom, you sound like a teacher" LOL!!

So anyway, she knows the basic of basics but that's it for now. It wasn't too bad and hopefully it laid some ground work for more talk later.

The talk

I think it's time to have THE PERIOD TALK with sister. She's only 9 but I really think it's time.

Ugh, I dread it and I don't really know why. It's not like it's something I didn't go through myself. I've told her we need to talk about changes that will be happening to her body and she wants no part of that! My friends and I couldn't wait to start....then I couldn't wait for menopause!

I think I need to get her prepared so she's not freaked out if she happens to start at school or something. I remember being so surprised that it didn't stop at night! LOL I looked at my mom like she was crazy and said "you mean I've got to wear these (pads) at night too??????? Got any silly stories of your own to share?


I guess I'll try to talk to her this weekend, wish me luck.

Junkie

I'm walking....happy, content. Then I hear you calling me. I try to be strong and resist. I know if I find you I will ignore my kids, neglect my husband. He knows it too.....we've done this too many times before.

I get closer... my heart racing, my lips open in anticipation, palms a little sweaty. I scan the crowd looking for you. Others tempt me but I don't want them, I want you.

Finally I see you...my hands reach for you, feeling you, caressing you. My mind races with thoughts of the pleasure you will bring me.

I lift you and gently place you in my shopping cart, racing home to read you.....my newest book.

Out with the old, in with the new

It's finally here!I'm sure my faithful readers (all what, 3 of you) will be thrilled so maybe I will talk about something else! LOL

Old House


New House



Yes, I'm still trailer trash but now I'm high falutin' trailer trash! It's not done yet and we can't move in yet but at least it's here and no more waiting/worrying about the weather. Thank goodness!

Changes

Today was brothers first day of school! He's going to a one morning a week school at a church here in the same town where I work. He was a little apprehensive this morning when he realized I would be dropping him off and then going to work. He thought I was going to stay the whole time with him.

But when we actually got there it was me who had a hard time leaving. I kept saying I had to go and he kept saying OK while playing with his Play-doh, ignoring my signals that maybe he should be a little sad that I was leaving! He had a great time except he didn't get picked for the good manners boy of the day. If you get picked you get to go up and pick a prize out of the treasure chest. Eventually each child will get to go up, today just wasn't his day. He was ok at school but when I took him back to my parents house he started thinking about it and was really upset
(read: threw a huge crying fit).

Another change is we are now officially homeless! Our old house is gone.....they came and got it yesterday. Which was really weird. We stayed and watched them haul it off. Of course the camera I was using ran out of memory at the exact moment/exact picture dh really wanted a picture of. I had 3 cameras and none of them would work!

So, we are staying at my parents for the next two weeks or so. Hopefully less.

Stuff

I'm sitting here surrounded by a sea of stuff. Junk, mostly. My whole married life reduced to a few piles/bags/boxes of stuff. How depressing.