Good Morning Everyone--
I don't know about all of you, but I feel like I am always trying to find a balance between "Detachment" and "Don't give a D***"...
After a weekend of endless arguments about every little (and I do mean LITTLE) thing....I am just feeling so drained.
School started last week and you KNOW we always want the best for our children....but with difficult child it always seems to be a battle. We went twenty rounds over an outfit that barely covers her butt--she SCREAMED at me that it was fine for school. We went twenty rounds over whether or not I could take her for a haircut (she refused). We went twenty rounds over what supplies she needed or did not need....
And this morning, husband made the mistake of suggesting that she wear something CLEAN to school....
You'd have thought he asked her to cut off an arm!
And the whole thing is so stupid anyway because she hasn't showered in a week....she does not put on clean underwear....she never rinses out her bras....she does not take care of her hair....and although she will put clothes in the laundry--if they are not washed within 24 hours, she just gets them out of the hamper and wears them anyway (She has a shirt that has been through that cycle for about a month now--sits in the hamper for a day...and then she re-wears it. And that's where husband caught her this morning, digging clothes out of the hamper in the laundry room.)
Of course she stinks to high heaven....but every morning she carefully applies makeup and perfume.
AARRGGHHH!!!
She has joined ROTC this year....and we have tried to help her get ready for this course by encouraging her to take a little better care of herself, keeping herself neat, taking extra-good care of the uniform, etc--and of course she refuses to listen--it's another twenty rounds about how husband and I know nothing and she'll do what she wants...
She wore the Class C uniform on Friday night with the shirt all cinched up under her breasts like it was a skimpy belly-shirt. husband was really offended (having been in the military himself) and they went twenty rounds over whether it was OK to wear the uniform like that. (After she made a huge fuss about it, she must have decided that husband was right after all because she later very quietly unrolled and untied the shirt....and pretended that was how she meant to wear it all along.)
Today she has some sort of ROTC function after school--she went off to school looking like garbage--and if she gets spoken to about her appearance for ROTC I am sure that somehow, that too, it will be all my fault.
And you know, I get so tired of caring and trying to be a good Mom....
And this morning, I wonder why I even bother at all.
Thanks for listening...
--DaisyFace
I don't know about all of you, but I feel like I am always trying to find a balance between "Detachment" and "Don't give a D***"...
After a weekend of endless arguments about every little (and I do mean LITTLE) thing....I am just feeling so drained.
School started last week and you KNOW we always want the best for our children....but with difficult child it always seems to be a battle. We went twenty rounds over an outfit that barely covers her butt--she SCREAMED at me that it was fine for school. We went twenty rounds over whether or not I could take her for a haircut (she refused). We went twenty rounds over what supplies she needed or did not need....
And this morning, husband made the mistake of suggesting that she wear something CLEAN to school....
You'd have thought he asked her to cut off an arm!
And the whole thing is so stupid anyway because she hasn't showered in a week....she does not put on clean underwear....she never rinses out her bras....she does not take care of her hair....and although she will put clothes in the laundry--if they are not washed within 24 hours, she just gets them out of the hamper and wears them anyway (She has a shirt that has been through that cycle for about a month now--sits in the hamper for a day...and then she re-wears it. And that's where husband caught her this morning, digging clothes out of the hamper in the laundry room.)
Of course she stinks to high heaven....but every morning she carefully applies makeup and perfume.
AARRGGHHH!!!
She has joined ROTC this year....and we have tried to help her get ready for this course by encouraging her to take a little better care of herself, keeping herself neat, taking extra-good care of the uniform, etc--and of course she refuses to listen--it's another twenty rounds about how husband and I know nothing and she'll do what she wants...
She wore the Class C uniform on Friday night with the shirt all cinched up under her breasts like it was a skimpy belly-shirt. husband was really offended (having been in the military himself) and they went twenty rounds over whether it was OK to wear the uniform like that. (After she made a huge fuss about it, she must have decided that husband was right after all because she later very quietly unrolled and untied the shirt....and pretended that was how she meant to wear it all along.)
Today she has some sort of ROTC function after school--she went off to school looking like garbage--and if she gets spoken to about her appearance for ROTC I am sure that somehow, that too, it will be all my fault.
And you know, I get so tired of caring and trying to be a good Mom....
And this morning, I wonder why I even bother at all.
Thanks for listening...
--DaisyFace