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I Said What I Said, MOM
Tales from an Exhausted Mom
These exact words were said to me from the back seat of our SUV not even one week ago. I turned around and tried not to laugh. His exact words were, “I said what I said, MOM. I don’t know what I said, but I said it.” If possible, this is where I would insert the “facepalm” emoji.
I find myself finding it ironic that as a parent now for 14 years, one of three of my children was to turn out EXACTLY like Mom. Not just in, he looks just like me but he actually ACTS like me. At the ripe age of 13, he has it ALL figured out. At 35 years old, I find myself daily conflicted and lost in my own thoughts. How exactly did this sweet, kind young man become so fiercely independent? So straightforward and unapologetically sure of himself at such a young age? Is this truly genetic or just so happens to be a coincidence? I often find myself wondering where and if I went wrong as a parent. I love my children with a fire so deep it cannot even be explained. Yet, at the end of the day, I am so exhausted from the mental battles of not only keeping everyone safe and healthy but truly happy and on the right path.
When I was younger, I always imagined life becoming so much easier as my children got older. Now, I find myself in a new territory (completely new and downright frightening) because I am uncertain of what is to come. So much of my work…
