This is My Rebel Yell
Motherhood…if ever I’ve been tempted…to give up, to quit, to RUN AWAY!...it is now. No, for real. Even Matt has said he could understand the desire to get away from THIS, and he is the stable one. Just when you think you’ve seen all the grief and heartache life has to offer…SMACK! Right in the gut with a baseball bat. Guess what. I’ve never raised a rebel teen before. Isn’t life an adventure?!! Now, let’s all be honest. We know I myself have BEEN a wayward teen (I mean…don’t we all still get a little wayward every now and then? I am fortunate that Matt keeps me on track.) But this kid has taken every little naughty thing I ever did and multiplied it by about a gazillion. And knowing that she had her mother’s genetics, I did everything I could from the day she was born to try and help her avoid this personal crisis meltdown. I have failed. Indeed, I have seen it coming all along. I mean, she was born with her eyes WIDE open, fo