Last night I had another nightmare…
I dreamed that I was pregnant.
As a woman in my 40’s (AND the mother of 3 teenagers!!!!!!!), that is my worst nightmare.
My 13 year old daughter is currently going through a rebellious stage. She currently hates me. Yesterday she mentioned that she likes her brother more than me. Trust me, that is bad! Seriously, what did I do?? That’s right! I breathe. I’m annoying. I wouldn’t understand.
She told me this past weekend that she is a psychopath because of something she read on the internet. Of course, from a very reliable source. Oh, and a few of her friends are psychopaths too. WTH??
Her worry over it tells me that there is zero possibility. That and my psychology degree. That, my psychology degree, and that she couldn’t hurt a flea. Trust me, I know THIS..
I only know one psychopath, my best friend Cindy’s ex-husband. He started another family while he was married to her. His oldest son was born a few months before their first son was born. He did crazy things like drive into a tree so he had an excuse not to visit his girlfriend after his wife gave birth.
Thankfully, I only had the pleasure of meeting her ex once!
Maybe she should start a blog.
Cindy is happy now. She married a wonderful man named Ted. They had teenagers in the house when she got pregnant in her 40’s. My nightmare is her dream come true.
I have to remember that this will pass..
Maybe someday I will even laugh about it.
Yes, I’m certain that I will….when my kids call me someday with teenager issues…while I am out traveling the world..