Yes, I said that. I’m not sure if that’s a word or not. Quit frankly I don’t care. I’m laughing as I type this.
For the past few days my youngest child has been calling me. Every morning and every other night. Asking why he has to go to school this last few days. I guess dad really didn’t want to be bothered so he threw it off on me.
Even after explaining to him that he needs his education. I’m told they’re not doing much work. I didn’t make my two oldest go on the last days. He’s not going to have a lot of time to enjoy his summer. I still stand by him needing to go his self to school.
Of course, he’s not trying to hear it. And now I’m about to be blocked from calling his phone. I’m annoying, childish, and last but not least I am the worst.
He has no idea that this type of things go into his school record. Nor that he’s actually hurting my feelings. I’m sure he probably doesn’t even care.
It has me thinking am I the annoying and childish mom? And then I remember as a mom that’s not for me to really care about. That’s on him.
When he gets older. Around or maybe even older this his adult siblings he’ll understand. I’m almost positive at one point or another they felt the same way.
I’m not here for him to like me or to be his friend. I’m here to listen and try my best to guide him in the right direction. So, I guess in a way I am momming right! Are you?