I'm ranting today

Kathy must be having a lovefest, but I had some rants. 1.  I hate being 40 years old, making bad choices, and having a hangover.  I'm way too old for this. 2.  I hate people that just assume because you are older, that you can't have a young child.  Yes, I'm 40 (and obsessed about my age, BD is coming up) but I am not Scott's Grandmother.  He is six years old and I would have had to have him when I was about 14 to be his grandmother. 3.  I can't stand it when people assume that just because I can be quiet, I am stupid.  I might not say much, but when I do I usually know what I'm saying 4.  I hate it that people assume that my child is just out of control and wild because I am a bad parent.  Yes he is ADHD, he was born addicted to Meth and Cocaine and Marijuana, he had a stroke in the womb.  I was blessed enough to adopt him.  He is a freaking miracle.  He is smart, he is kind, and yes he is hyper.  We're lucky he is alive. 5.  I hate it when driving to work people race around me changing lanes to get 4 cars ahead.  maybe you woke up late.  And yes, that's me beside you at the light, You didn't kill me and you didn't even get ahead of me I think that's it.  Obviously I am in a cranky mood Mary

LOL! Sounds a little like the  PMS monster has come out. Well if it makes you feel better, you don't look 40, much less old enough to be a grandmother, mommy yes, grandmother no. I too had a child who was ADHD, he is now 36 and you would never know it, he is so laid back and quiet.  Your a super special mommy to adopt a child with special needs, not many people would be willing to take on that responsiblity. So I give you permission to tell people to **** up a rope if they don't like it and to walk in your shoes before making judgements.  It's not easy growing old gracefully, I know, I'm having a very hard time with it. I get depressed over little things like when someone automatically ask "do you have any grandkids", not "do you have any kids", they skip that part now and go directly to grandkids, lol. Don't get me wrong I love being a grandma, but, it still stings when thats the first thing someone thinks of when they look at you. So I find myself in the bathroom looking in the mirror and finding all the wrinkles, sags and bags staring back and I feel like crying. Now I look in the mirror, see perky boobs, flat stomach and.......... sagging wrinkled arms, neck, knees, and silver hair that I want to color but don't want people making comments about it. I have been getting enough about the BL/TT at my age, So I guess I need to just say screw them and not worry about what people think. It sure is easier said than done! Damn, did I end up ranting too? Oh well, I feel better anyway. Now if my sore butt will heal and I can get these damn tubes out I will be much happer. I hope your day get better and just remember you are a SPECIAL MOM!  The other Mary

Mary,

   The scary thing is it wasn't even the pms monster.  I think its the age thing.  I am the same way with my body.  I look in the mirror and see the negative instead of the positive.   You are so right - We just have to get over the other people (even though I REALLY resent the 20 year old mother's in the first grade class).    I am so glad that you are feeling better.  I hope to see you at some point so that we can compare scars.  I bet yours is beautiful!!!! The other other Mary

 

Can I rant too, please!!!    It's much more fun than....um....working....I mean what do they pay me for anyway!!  LOL!!!   1.  Why do the scales keep going up and I can't seem to stop doing the things that are causing them to go up and START doing the things to bring the numbers down??? 2.  Why did I believe this surgery would cure all of my problems....and I do mean ALL of my problems.   3.  Oh why can't I win the lottery or become independently wealthy so I can stay home, sleep all day, eat, and then have it all cut off or sucked out.  LOL!!! 4.  Why can't my husband and I have the perfect marriage.... 5.  Why does my dog have to wipe his anal glands all over my carpet... 6.  Why do I love beer so much? 7.  Why do I have to bill medicaid for speech services and never see one $ of the money that I bring in for the school in funding 8.  Why can't our pouches stay small forever.... Ahhhh...that feels better....love to you all. Rachel

Nope, no lovefest. Just don't feel like participating today. Is it 5:00 yet?!?!?

Happy Friday

 

count down until 5 has BEGUN. 

Preach it sister's. There are some DUMB people out there in this world. I too have an ADHD son.  He is now 18 and somedays I think I am going crazy, but I know God gave him to me for a reason.  As a matter of fact I went to the ER this week thinking I was having a heart attack...nope, it was STRESS!!!  I hate how people's answer is to just leave them out there on their own when they do something that doesn't make sense.  What happened to unconditional love?  What happened to being the parent and setting the example?  What happened to listening to our kids instead of always preaching to them?  What happened to letting them be kids instead of expecting them to be little adults?  So many people forget back to when they were kids. Then somebody hit me in my truck.  No I didn't get hurt.  He tore his little car up, but didn't do too much to my big 'ole truck.  Thank goodness I saw him coming.  He didn't even look.  Then the next day, in the same place somebody almost hit me again.  WTF  Can people not see my big fat white truck!!! Then there are people that think just because they say something (no matter how dumb it is), that you have to accept it.  NOT!!!!  I am a smart independent woman that can use the brain given to her.  I might not make all the right choices, but at least I am not afraid to MAKE A CHOICE. Well, on a good note:  Seth (the ADHD son) started playing on an adult Rugby team last night.  I was the only female, and there was about 30 MEN.  At first it seemed cool, then ...... They were in a huddle and ask Seth to intoduce himself.  When he did someone yelled out  "AND YOUR MOM IS HOT".  I could have shrunk inside of my skin.  I guess this means I will need some company in these games to even out the male/female thing. Oh snap...there goes the heart pounding out of my chest again... I see a girls night fixin' to happen at Susan's.   I have sugar free jello shooters and etc. My kids and Trent say I yell more.  I say everyone ****** me off more to make me yell.  I look at the glass as being half full...at least I'm not slapping the crap out of anyone...YET. Heads up, today is Friday.  Isn't it???  Deb

You are so right Deb. I would have never made it through the teenage years with my kids if I didn't sit down and simply remember how I was when I was their age. We decided to be parents who would sit and talk WITH our kids not TO them. Amazing enough they would figure out what was right and what was wrong on their own just by us sitting down and letting them talk. If more parents would do that, they might just learn the secret to what makes a kid tick ,lol. Sometimes that's all they need, mom and dad to just listen and for us to realize that each human being is  different, our kids are not us, they have a mind and a life of their own, we just created that life no matter how different it is, and the fact they are not perfect like we dreamed they would be. I was the mom every one of my kids friends could turn to, just to talk, whether it be just everyday things or something bothering them. They knew I would listen and not be critical no matter how upsetting or shocking some of the things might be. Getting through life is hard enough, but why make it harder on your kids by pushing them away because we might not always see things their way. It always tore me up when a kid would show up at my house because mom and dad booted them out and I would  sit and listen to them cry and wonder why they can't talk to them the way my kids could do with us. Then have the parents find out they are staying with us and raise hell with us about it, they want the kid on the street learning what it's like to be on their own the hard way. I'm sorry, I couldn't imagine my kids being out on the streets no matter what. I couldn't live with myself. But I can say, both of my kids told us that they had the best parents in the world and  they never felt like running away from home or felt like they had no where to turn when they needed advice or just someone to listen. Today at ages 35 and 36, my kids t are still good friends with all those "kids" I still see them alot, and contrary to what their parents may have thought they would  turn out like, they are all happily married, with great careers, and beautiful kids, and they still call me "mom" when they see me. Makes me feel terrific! Hope it gets better for you and everyone else who has had to rant this week, thank god we have "moms" on here to just listen, lol. Mary  PS.... thanks for letting me ramble, lol, I'm so bored sitting here at home, I'm not use to it.

Mary, I will let my little girl be in a class you with, LOL.  I also have a six year old that I adopted and am 41 yrs old.  But I also have 2 in college and 1 with ADHD.  I can relate to all of your statements, LOL, except the being quite.  Usually if I am quite I am mad as hell so don't talk to me, LOL.  Anyway, I hope you have a good weekend.