I choose...




It's horrible - the thought of what Sophie (as in Sophie's Choice) had to do. Just as horrible? The fact that I sometimes go there in my mind...

Today I choose #2. He is being a JERK. He is a bully in his own home and I struggle to find a way to get through to him. I already took his phone and computer away from him last week. But when It comes to crime/punishment and loss of privilege? Usually the things that bring our home and me a shred of peace, are the things he loses. I know why parents let their kids veg out on the computer all day, or play copious amounts of video games. It's easier on the parents. So I don't give into that, and instead cripple myself with feelings of being a horrible mother that is ineffective and cry, cry and cry some more. lame.

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