I have been trying to think of my next blog, and have been completely blank. Things have been happening that are completely horrible, but I can't share them. Some things have been happening that are pretty cool, but I don't want to share them. :)
Then there is my daughter, Jessie. I love my daughter more than I can ever express. Those of you with children know what that feeling is. You would do anything in your power for your child. Jessie is 11, she is starting 6th grade next week, and she will not clean her room. What more can I say. For four weeks now I have been asking, begging, pleading, threatening, and even resorted to bribery. Not happening, mom. When the room subject comes up, her eyes glaze over, her mouth drops open and all that is missing is the drool. It is as though she just can't hear me.
She has the ability to reduce me to a primal scream, can't think straight, pulling my hair out, all I want to do is shake her, kind of emotion. It really freaks me out. My son doesn't do that to me, he sometimes annoys me, but Jessie is able to totally freak me out. Movie of the week, bad mom, kind of thing. No, I don't beat her or, shake her, or even touch her in anger, and I try really hard not to lose my temper with her. I don't always succeed, and when I do yell I feel like the worst parent in the world, and apologize like crazy. I just wonder why she can do that to me, and I wonder if she takes pleasure in doing it.
Threats don't work, she doesn't care. Grounding her doesn't work, she will just sit in her room and read. I have begged her with tears in my eyes and she just gives me that funny look, as though she thinks I am crazy. I finally paid her $2 for a bag of trash. I have finally given her the ultimatum that whatever is on the floor is going in the trash. I believe that this was her plan all along. If she makes me crazy enough she figures that I will just do it for her. She is partly right, but this time will be different, and I have made it very clear. Tomorrow when I drop her off at the school for orientation, I am coming home and throwing it all away. Whether it be brand new school clothes, or her favorite book, if it is not put away it is gone.
I don't think that she believes me, yet. She will.
New weapon, slumber party on Friday night at the church, hmmmmm maybe that might work.
2 comments:
been there...done that...actually there right now...my advice...her life outside of your house just ended...don't let her do ANYthing other than school/church (just the regular services) until she cleans it. it may not seem to motivate her first (and it may drive you more crazy) but she will eventually really want to go somewhere!
wanna swap 11 year olds?
Good grief, do you realize they will be driving at the same time?!?! Yes John is having to wait until he is 30 too.
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