I have to say, being a Mother is one of the most wonderful and most challenging things that I will ever have to do.

Having a newborn. Easy. Having a Toddler. Easy. Having a young child. Easy. Having a Pre-Teen. Easy. Having a Teenager…. FUCK!!!!

I feel like I am always on my guard. Can I just tell you how much I don’t like questioning people about their actions, truths, intentions? I can’t stand it! This is hard and don’t ever let someone tell you that it isn’t.  If they tell you that their children have never done something as a teenager to upset them, worry them, make you questions their actions… they are lying. I’m sorry, but they are.

I’ve been a teenager. I get it. Oh boy trust me, I get it. The stories I could tell you about myself. I could write a series of books. Does that mean that I want my children putting themselves in a bad situation? Hell no! Does it mean that I am a hypocrite? Maybe. I do have to say though, that along with all of those thoughts, also comes with how our times have changed, and they have!

Times have changed since my Parents were young. They have changed since I was young. They are now very, very different. Mainly due to technology. Not the things we did, the needs we had, the escapades we went on and craziness that went on. No not that, that is still the same. It’s what we put out there. What happens when it gets put out there. How we handle what is put out there. When I say, “out there”, I mean onto the inter webs. For everyone to see. Good, or bad.

I worry about my children having something happen and they won’t be able to get a job in the future. I worry about everything that leads up to that. I worry about them having a list, on a computer, about themselves, that will follow them for the rest of their life. It’s awful! It scares me. Maybe they aren’t doing anything wrong and this will never happen, but that doesn’t change that it doesn’t scare me. It scares me to death. Especially with the stories that I have heard from friends and read on the internet.

All I can do is educate my children and hope, hope with all of my heart, that they are wise. That they make good choices. They they have fun, try new things, but do it wisely. Quietly. Privately.

I LOVED being a teenager. Oh man did I have fun. More than most. Haha! I’m not afraid to tell my children to experiment, to enjoy life. I also tell them in the same breath, to do it wisely. To be safe.

The world is a great place, but our privacy has changed. Not for the better in many ways.

Just where my head is at today.

Sorry for not posting in so long. I get distracted raising 4 Boys. Yes, 4. 1 Pre-Teen and 3 Teenagers. I would not change it for one thing, even on the hardest days. I love them more than life itself and I hope that they will always feel that from me and know that in their hearts, even when I want to choke them and I cry, because I worry about them. 🙂

xoxo