Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Teenagers
Is there any other parent of a teenager that feels you can do nothing right?  It seems all I do is try to make a 13 year old girl happy and I seem to be failing miserably.  My teenager is sweet and doesn't give me the normal attitude associated with the age, but I feel like I'm constantly letting her down.  I'm terrible for taking her out of school and home schooling her, this is made worse by the fact that I don't have enough money to put her back in school.  I feel like I'm this circus act that constantly has to be on to receive laughs and as soon as I stop performing it's back to the doldrums.  I'm tired and I really want her know I'm trying, but I can't make her life happy, at some point she's got to help.  Please don't think that my sweet girl is turning into something terrible, that couldn't be further from the truth.  I think my sadness stems from the fact that I think I'm failing, I'm somehow not doing enough.  Will I ever be free from feeling like I'm failing?  A performance based life is a tired life, and quite frankly I'm ready for a rest!
Monday, April 21, 2008
Is That Her????
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Finally
I'm finally writing again..... it has been way too long since I last posted.  I can't even justify my absence, except to say I have been overwhelmed with school.  I'm probably writing to no one, I would have stopped checking out this blog long ago, but here goes anyway.  I have almost completed my first year home schooling.  You would think I would feel accomplished, but quite the opposite, I'm constantly questioning whether or not I have done a good job.  Will I ever stop being so hard on myself?  I think what adds to my frustration is a 13 year old who is constantly letting me know that she wants to go back to school.  Am I the only one whose expectations get them into trouble?  I had this idea in my mind what home school would be like, that my kids would love it as much as I did.  For the first half of the year it was going well, and now it seems we are all ready for it to end.  The question is will I do this again next year, and I honestly don't know.  I'm ready to be just their mom, instead of playing the double role of parent/teacher. Can kids who have been in school all their life enjoy being home schooled????  
Enough about school, I will talk about my quest to find fun Julie. My New Year's resolution was to become fun once again (I think I was fun at one point in my life... long ago). I have been noticing that I have angry wrinkles; do you know how long you have to be angry to actually get permanent frown lines? I'm not sure, but if I were to guess it would be WAY TOO LONG! So far, fun Julie hasn't surfaced, but I, acting on faith, am still searching for her. I imagine her to be young and wistful, full of energy and grace. Quick with a joke or a smile she brightens any room she enters. Children love her, friends want to emulate her, her husband can't wait to get home; to put it plainly she is the life of the party. I know that she exists, not that I have met her, but I have imagined her and let me tell you when she finally emerges you will want to meet her. I will post the next glimpse I get of her.
Enough about school, I will talk about my quest to find fun Julie. My New Year's resolution was to become fun once again (I think I was fun at one point in my life... long ago). I have been noticing that I have angry wrinkles; do you know how long you have to be angry to actually get permanent frown lines? I'm not sure, but if I were to guess it would be WAY TOO LONG! So far, fun Julie hasn't surfaced, but I, acting on faith, am still searching for her. I imagine her to be young and wistful, full of energy and grace. Quick with a joke or a smile she brightens any room she enters. Children love her, friends want to emulate her, her husband can't wait to get home; to put it plainly she is the life of the party. I know that she exists, not that I have met her, but I have imagined her and let me tell you when she finally emerges you will want to meet her. I will post the next glimpse I get of her.
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