I use to be a better mother.
I laughed more.
I was better at being a mom when my kids were younger. I could do the sleepless nights, teething, tantrums, potty training. Give me a biter, a food thrower, a toddler afraid of the bathtub.That stuff is a walk in the park compared to my ten year old.
I don't know if it's because he is ten or because his dad lives 1231 miles away? Maybe it's his intense personality? Is it because of his IQ? He thinks so outside the box and everything comes so easy to him. He has no tolerance for other people's shortcomings. He has to be right and have the last word. EVERY. SIN
I don't know how to be the kind of mom he needs right now. He has eight years left at home. Half his time is done. It feels like this will make or break our relationship. Right now it is breaking. And I don't know if we can fix it.