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<blockquote data-quote="Star*" data-source="post: 206016" data-attributes="member: 4964"><p>Jane. </p><p> </p><p>You know I think as a Mom of a difficult child I get so or maybe used to get SO SO tired of settling. When I think back about actually BEING pregnant with a child, giving birth, and then having those "Futuristic Mom" dreams - I have to force myself to know they were just that, dreams. </p><p> </p><p>I get angry at times too because when I do allow myself a moment to feel sorry for me? I realized just HOW much I've settled in my hopes for difficult child and how much I have had to say "Pick your battles" or "No really shaved eyebrows and home made tattoos aren't the end of the world." while my other friends are (#)()(*$#)(ing about - "Johnny, who is graduating, and drives his OWN car, from money he earned working since he was 14, is getting ready to GO to college on full scholarship, but has a girlfriend and they blah blah blah." and I think "CRIPES lady - is THAT the crisis here? Really?" and then I want to stick my finger in my mouth and pop it out, making a wha sound for her sad, sad, life or my fakey "Oh gosh that is AWFUL." retort. </p><p> </p><p>In reality I just want to say "HOW do you EVER survive?" and throw myself over the hood of my 18 year old vehicle, worried about how I'm going to make it to my second job, is my son (you know the uneducated one with tattoos and shaven parts) going to be incarcerated for 15 years, and when I get home will I find DF laying on the floor screaming in pain because he tried to fix the sink and his back locked up and now at 11:00 at night we must call an ambulance, move furniture to get the gurney in, and drive there and WAIT for 6 hours, leave so that I can rush to the first job first job, only to get a call from a caseworker who wants to put my son in a locked down facility, while.......the minutes run out on my TracFone because I disconnected the home phone - and I'm out of Prilosec......and Tequila. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/tongue.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":tongue:" title="tongue :tongue:" data-shortname=":tongue:" /> and at 6:30 am - it COULD (at this point) be a breakfast drink. </p><p> </p><p>Yeah I hear ya, feel ya - and the grandbaby thing? I'm so sorry - I am sure that hurts. But then like you we basket B everything.....or basket C and put on a nice face by 7:30 AM because the rest of the world really doesn't care that I bought UNFROSTED, Blueberry poptarts and in that box quality control missed the fact that I got a Cherry, frosted frigging poptart - threw it out the window because I was so angry and got flipped off by the guy and girl driving in their little econo car because I'm a litter bug, and yet their bumper sticker said in funky symbols COEXIST.....</p><p> </p><p>BITE ME</p><p> </p><p>On a lighter note - I'm GLAD you have at least ONE child that you can have a relationship with....lol </p><p> </p><p>Somedays though - Some....days. sigh.....</p><p> </p><p>Hugs for your everything....</p><p>Star</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Star*, post: 206016, member: 4964"] Jane. You know I think as a Mom of a difficult child I get so or maybe used to get SO SO tired of settling. When I think back about actually BEING pregnant with a child, giving birth, and then having those "Futuristic Mom" dreams - I have to force myself to know they were just that, dreams. I get angry at times too because when I do allow myself a moment to feel sorry for me? I realized just HOW much I've settled in my hopes for difficult child and how much I have had to say "Pick your battles" or "No really shaved eyebrows and home made tattoos aren't the end of the world." while my other friends are (#)()(*$#)(ing about - "Johnny, who is graduating, and drives his OWN car, from money he earned working since he was 14, is getting ready to GO to college on full scholarship, but has a girlfriend and they blah blah blah." and I think "CRIPES lady - is THAT the crisis here? Really?" and then I want to stick my finger in my mouth and pop it out, making a wha sound for her sad, sad, life or my fakey "Oh gosh that is AWFUL." retort. In reality I just want to say "HOW do you EVER survive?" and throw myself over the hood of my 18 year old vehicle, worried about how I'm going to make it to my second job, is my son (you know the uneducated one with tattoos and shaven parts) going to be incarcerated for 15 years, and when I get home will I find DF laying on the floor screaming in pain because he tried to fix the sink and his back locked up and now at 11:00 at night we must call an ambulance, move furniture to get the gurney in, and drive there and WAIT for 6 hours, leave so that I can rush to the first job first job, only to get a call from a caseworker who wants to put my son in a locked down facility, while.......the minutes run out on my TracFone because I disconnected the home phone - and I'm out of Prilosec......and Tequila. :raspberry-tounge: and at 6:30 am - it COULD (at this point) be a breakfast drink. Yeah I hear ya, feel ya - and the grandbaby thing? I'm so sorry - I am sure that hurts. But then like you we basket B everything.....or basket C and put on a nice face by 7:30 AM because the rest of the world really doesn't care that I bought UNFROSTED, Blueberry poptarts and in that box quality control missed the fact that I got a Cherry, frosted frigging poptart - threw it out the window because I was so angry and got flipped off by the guy and girl driving in their little econo car because I'm a litter bug, and yet their bumper sticker said in funky symbols COEXIST..... BITE ME On a lighter note - I'm GLAD you have at least ONE child that you can have a relationship with....lol Somedays though - Some....days. sigh..... Hugs for your everything.... Star [/QUOTE]
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