Diapers and Dragons

Wednesday, September 8, 2010


I'm just too tired. Drained, really. It's not just the whole moving thing or school starting thing or occasional money thing or the fact that my car decided NOW NOW NOW when we have so many start-up costs to require ALL FOUR WHEEL BEARINGS AND THE ATTACHED TIRES to be replaced (though we're doing them in stages, for sanity's and wallets' sake).

Oh no. There has also been Angst and Drama of the sort that has me, MTL, and his ex running to our parents to sob out our apologies for everything we ever did to torment them back when we were teens.

Also, we're rather grateful that we somehow survived and weren't strangled in our sleep by enraged parents.

Not, mind you, because they weren't enraged. We're fairly sure they all were. Multiple times.

It's the not-strangling-us thing that has us grateful.

I can't really go into it all more than that. Not really. For privacy's sake. But I think you get my drift. Fill in the blank, peoples. Really, let your imaginations roam.

Chances are, if you have or have had teens, or were one of those particularly TEENISH teens yourself, your imaginations are getting somewhere around the mark.

I'll tell you this much, though. I chose this life. It may not always be remotely what I expected (MTL keeps shaking his head over my incurable optimism) (and then admits freely that it's one of the many reasons he loves me) but it is the life I chose. For better or worse. And even when there are these trials by fire, I keep choosing it. I wouldn't want another.

Hey. I always told you I'm crazy.

4 bits of love:

Draft Queen said...

The beauty is, now you totally know my pain when I'm describing my moody daughter (who is clearly rapid-cycling bi-polar or something).

I love you and your crazy. We'll make the best episode of Jerry Springer.

MomZombie said...

I love how you wrote this one because it is my life right now. I've been in a state of rage and exhaustion for weeks now over all things teen-ish. Also, I have been forgetting that I, too, chose this crazy life.

Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said...

My eldest is 11 and I'm feeling that angsty teen thing on the horizon. I'm not relishing the thought of the next 14 years (when my youngest is 18 and I can officially release all legal responsibility for their welfares!)...

Anonymous said...

It's a good thing my baby will stay an infant forever and will never be a teen...
Of course, I'm only saying this because he slept so well last night (4 hrs, and then 3 hrs! so only one middle-of-the-night feeding!) I probably wouldn't be writing this after the night 2 nights ago when he cried until 6 a.m., and then FINALLY went to sleep.
- SoccerSister

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