There have been many changes in Muse Girl's parenting realm lately. I often blog about my children's misgivings or misbehavings or my general heartbreak over parenting. This is the one job that I care about the most and the one the drains most of my energy. I find myself awestruck by all three of my offspring at one time right now and must, simply must relay these updates before they vanish as quickly as they have come.Man Child: My sensitive, artistically talented hedonist has moved into an apt. owned by his grandma and enrolled in bartending school. He did this and then told us all about it. I'm happy he made decisions on his own. I'm glad he's moving forward rather than sitting still. I'm extra excited that he's chosen a career in a field that will personally benefit me. I loves me grown up drinks!!! Is this the perfect image I had for him at age 5? No, but am I happy for him, yes. He's doing what he wants his way. I say, "Brava!" PS. Got his nose pierced with some ring thing as well, and no--I ain't feelin his new look. WTF??????
Middle Child: My sports-minded, honor roll planner has become an official teenager. He turned 13 and has become quite involved with his gf. They meet at the movies on the weekends and spend lots of time on the phone. BTW, their conversations are BORING. I was forced to talk on the KITCHEN phone at his age (pre cell days) and I had to monitor my dialogue. I've listened to at least three of his phone calls with his gf and I was BORED to tears. They talked about sports and stupid stuff. Little Miss Flavor of the Week asked to speak to me on the phone yesterday. While she was not serious, he did hand the phone to me. Swear I thought I heard a 'tude in her voice. I played along, but made it clear who MAMA really is in all of this. I wanted to say, "Bitch, do you KNOW who the fuck you're talkin to????"
La Nina: My bittersweet, future dictator has shocked me the most. Overnight, she has begun to get herself out of the bath/shower. She cleans up behind herself and comes out dressed! She gets up on Saturday by herself, puts in a DVD, and makes her own cereal. No joke. She can work the remote and DVD completely without me. SCORE! She can also, to my lament, work my computer. I have it password protected (I ain't no dummy) but if I've been on, she'll wait for me to get up and she plays pinball. We've had to place the "ask first rule" on her that her brothers have had for awhile. She recognizes her letters now and practices those daily. I was convinced she was headed for an IEP or something just one month ago. Thank God she ain't stupid!
I've always said that parenting was the hardest thing I've ever come up against. It makes that rhetorical theory class from grad school seem like cake. I have a short, small reprieve from the hard shit and don't think I'm not fuckin takin it!!! I know I'll be blogging about the insanity of parenting again soon. I believe in yin and yang. BUT, for now, let's sit back, breathe, and
cheers to a little bit of a break!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
