Looks like I might have to blog through it…

I need to complain. And I don’t like complaining. So I’m going to do it here, where I’m pretty sure traffic has dropped off to zero. Mostly because I stopped blogging.

Anyhoo.

My sweet girl. My only child. My beloved daughter. Yeah, that one. That child is working my nerves. Not every day or anything, but I’m definitely realizing that getting through these pre-teen and teenage years is going to require a lot of patience and prayer. And I might start drinking.

She has gone from a sweet, hilarious kid with a mind of her own to…a sweet, hilarious kid with a mind of her own AND the determination to follow her own mind. Jesus help me.

From all A’s and induction in the Jr. Beta Club to mostly A’s and a D (a D!!!) and Jr. Beta Club probation.

From mostly obedient at school to wearing a hat to school, knowing we didn’t know it wasn’t allowed, AND refusing to take it off when asked to do so by multiple teachers because…she said her hat made her outfit and she wouldn’t look right without it. -_-

I had to sign two pieces of paper this week. One acknowledging her write up – because of the hat debacle – and one acknowledging her probationary status in Jr. Beta Club because her average has dropped to an 88.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I know that in the grand scheme of things we are blessed. But I do not take this disobedience likely. It grinds all of my nerves that this little child has the unmitigated gall to look multiple teachers in the eye and flat out refuse to remove her hat. Child, no. This will not do.

I wanted to beat the brakes off of her. And I’m not exaggerating. My soft-hearted husband thought that was too much – I still disagree – so she ended up losing the use of her iPod for…a day. I fussed. And fussed some more. And then told her I was done fussing. And I am. For now.

But I can tell this kid is finna give us major attitude. And I will be praying for the wisdom and patience to get us all through this years as unscathed as possible.

And I might be posting more regularly. You know, just to complain a bit and get it out of my system.

If anyone is reading this, I hope that life is treating you well. Stay blessed.