I am a mom, a mama bear. Someone’s mom who is tired, overworked and frankly just beat up by teenagers and people who piss me off! Let’s put it all out there and make it easy for others to read and express themselves.
We go about our day teaching our kids to be the best that they can be. You think you’ve done your job and then, BAM! Someone pulls the rug right out from under them and their entire world begins to unravel right before your eyes. That loving son or adorable daughter with the cute little dimple has turned into Norm Bates and you’re just not sure if you should close your eyes at night or lock the bathroom door. When or how did this happen? Will they come home to us? Who do we have to thank for “undoing” all that we’ve done?