Teenager Attitude

                                                 
I often thought that it was just my son that was coming home from school in a strop and every word that comes out of his mouth is, "Whatever", or "What the Hell". Anyone else have a teenager like that. I have friends who have kids that seem to be the same. We put it down to hormones and influences of school and school friends, but are we right. My son is 13, he will be 14 in December and he comes home from school quite fed up. I don't think that even he knows quite what is wrong with him and why he seems to be so angry and have so much attitude all the time. I think that the pressure that teachers are putting on them is too much. The work they have to do at school now seems too much, I don't understand half the homework he comes home with. Most of his lessons require him to be some kind of newspaper journalist, which sorry he will never be. I'm not putting my kids down, but my son is not academic at all when it comes to writing etc, I think he will be more of a hands on kind of kid, so when he comes home with yet another piece of shit project on making yet another newsletter, I just sit and watch him find relevant information on the Internet and copy and paste because he's fed up with them, if he gets graded badly so be it, maybe they will realise they shouldn't give out such mundane homework. Truth is, teachers don't like the kids to have free time, yet to me, if students were given free time away from school they would be a lot happier and more susceptible to learning at school. When you think about this pressure the kids are put under by their teachers is it any wonder teenagers become monsters.
 

Under My Feet

I know that I am not the only person who feels like this, but I'm just going to get it out there in black and white just to rant really. Sometimes I do feel that a good old rant makes me feel better. 

So my housemate become redundant, and so for 6 months he has been at home, laying in bed till mid-morning, and then moving to the sofa to watch TV. Well, it is infuriating me, more so now because I am finding it so hard to get motivated to do the housework, or tidy up the kitchen or go and sort stuff out that needs to be chucked. The house is becoming a shit pit. I am so fed up, I just want him to get up and go out anywhere but sit at home. I hate housework as much as the next person, however it is someone that just has to be done, but with him sitting there lifting his feet every time I want to Hoover well I feel like I am going to erupt! I hate when people are lazy like that. Do something, instead of just sit there like some kind of king hoping to be waited on, cos it's not gonna happen!

....and breathe....

Ok, see now that feels a little better... :)

To Live Together Or Not That Is The Question

It's been on the TV recently that perhaps it is a good idea to keep some space between yourself and your loved one, and rather than live together, maybe it would work better if couples lived apart. So what do we all think on this?

I can speak from experience for both matters here.  I have lived and am currently living with my partner, and I also have had a relationship where I was not living with my partner. Now from my own personal experience,  I love living with my fella, we get more time together, and he gets to spend time with his son, however him living with me has only been a recent thing and we are 7 weeks into it at the moment, believe me there are times that I could go mad, and then there are times when I sit there and think if he wasn't here I would be missing him like crazy.  Although we have been in a relationship for a number of years he has always lived alone and just stayed over at my place half the week,  however since he busted his shoulder badly, and was unable to do anything for himself, he moved in with me so I could help him.  It has been an experience, but an enjoyable one. I do think that a lot of living with each other you do have to kind of adapt to the way each of you are. I find it difficult to get motivated to do the housework and such like when I have people around, I feel like they are under my feet and I just simply cannot get on. I like to eat certain foods and watch certain programmes and other silly little things like that, but when you live with your partner they may not like the same things as you, and that can take time to get used to. The hardest thing for me I think, is the fact I have been so used to having my own space I'm just not used to having someone else sharing my space full time,  and for me it is a learning curve and one that I am slowly becoming accustomed too.

I know I should be over the moon about the fact I'm living with my fella,  but I've been there before with another guy and I was left alone, and I think that after that I am very wary and would rather be on my own than to be left in that kind of situation again. 

Of course there are going to be a lot of people who just don't agree with me,  but that's what we are all about,  we would lead very boring lives if we all had the same views... Dont you think?!?

Son Weighed At School Against My Wishes... FUMING!!!!

So, I received a voicemail on my mobile phone from the school nurse, telling me that she had been to do the weight and height checks on my son, (who is 4 almost 5), at his school, and wondered if I would like to have some support for Healthy Eating. Well I was fuming... not only was I upset because she had told me that my son was clinically obese, but she had also offered me support on Healthy Eating.  This is all because he is taller than the average 4/5 year old and his build is big. That does not mean that he is fat, but because on the good old BMI chart for the UK, he is classed as obese. I am disgusted. I was fuming that the letter I signed to say that I did not want my son weighed, was completely disregarded, so the nurse took it upon himself to weigh him anyway.

After speaking with the nurse I explained to her, that she cannot judge my son's weight or eating habits on the BMI chart. Not all kids are the same, they all grow at different rates, and by asking me if I need Healthy Eating support is suggesting that I am at fault for his size. But she then explained that it was they have to do, because that is what the government have told them they need to do. What is this world coming to? My Nan used to make me dinner that was cooked in Lard, she used to make stews with dumplings made from Suet, it never done us any harm. Yet I very rarely use suet and I never use Lard, I might let my children have the odd takeaway, but I always cook at home. My little boy runs around so much and loves being outside playing football or riding his bike or scooter, so what am I doing wrong??

These days kids play on computers too much, and there are too many takeaways around nowadays. That is what the problem is with SOME people's weight, not everyone! I have a 13 yr old, who can sit and eats crisps and chocolate, and sits playing on his xbox, and puts no weight on. It just makes me feel so cross. I feel that my parental rights have been taken away from me, and I feel like I have been wrongly judged just because my boy is a stocky lad, who will probably be a rugby player when he is older, and what happens with the results.... They get sent to the government so they can use them to get the beloved statistics that we all love hearing about on the news! Makes me sick.

Would love to hear peoples comments on this subject.

Modern Mum Is Back

Well, here I am back after a couple of months away from blogging... (not by choice though). Lets just say it has been a rather manic couple of months with one thing or another. Firstly, which is the main reason for a two month break in blogging, is due to my lovely boyfriend, who after getting off the bus, and walking down to my house, tripped over the kerb at the side of the road, and basically broke his shoulder. He broke it so badly that he moved in with me, because he literally could not do anything for himself, so I was getting up through the night for him, getting him pills, running him to the Dr's, getting him dressed, and bathing him etc.. it was like having another child, although he was much harder work, because he wanted to do things for himself, but simply couldn't, and it frustrated him so bad, but we have got through it. Now 2 months on and we are doing a lot better. He has more feeling in his arm, but has still not got full movement back. He can do everything for himself now other than his socks, but because he is back to being almost fully independent, I have a bit more time to do what I need to.

Just before Christmas I became a Mother to a teenager, and let me tell you that is another blog!Christmas was next and we had so much stuff it was unreal, but we got there. I was glad when it was over with, but I then had the worry of my now teenager going into hospital for his operation. It was what I have been waiting for and the nearer the date it got, the more worried I became, Apart from the fact that his Dad was going to be taking him, and well my feelings towards that bloke are not great, and he has never lived with his son let alone looked after him overnight before, so I was worried about how all that was going to go.

My Sister-in-Law came down at Christmas and stayed with my parents and brother for the whole 2 weeks of the kids school holidays, and it was so lovely to spend time with them, and to have them here with us. However, all was not good, when My 13 year old son decided that he would become some kind of jealous, nasty and downright horrible child. He hates the idea of sharing his Nan and Grandad with anyone, so when he had to share his Grandparents with my sister-in-laws son, who is a couple of years younger than him, he decided that he would kick off, which consequently made everyone else angry and at one point my Dad even drove him to my sons Dad's house to tell him that he either stopped the behaviour or he went to live with his Dad. It did calm down a little bit, but of course he is a teenager and naturally hormones are going crazy and he is getting his not so charming attitude problem back again. (Lucky Me)