Parenting....

                           This parenting thing is making me a bit nuts. I love my kid. She is my world. As she gets older and grows into her own mind I expect this tension to grow between us. I am by no means a patent woman, nor would I say that I am the best decision maker in the world. From the moment I held her tiny toes in my hand and heard her first giggle and cry, all I wanted to do was protect her from every messed up thing in this world. Now when she is coming into her own I am expected to stop this behavior? Drop everything that I have done these past 16 years to keep her safe and let her flounder about on her own. To keep my head down and out of what she does. Well, I hate to tell you this world, but that is just BALLS. It is not easy and it is not cool. I have gone from the protector to the interferer in so quick a time that I feel dizzy. Is it any wonder that parents fight with their teens?! Is it any surprise that Moms/Dads become dinner table wine'os? We just want our children to fly from the nest with as much wisdom as we can get in their heads. Alive, strong and happy with ambition and drive guiding them. All my daughter sees of me is some over baring, power hungry, fun sucker that just does not get it. I have never felt more sad to be unknown by anyone in my entire life. It seems like an unfair trade off. We have to start detaching ourselves from our children's lives just to stay sane. We get affection from other children and are shunned by our own. And one day... if we are lucky, and we let them go out on their own and live their own lives, one day... they will let us know how cool we were. And if we are VERY lucky, it will be before our funeral.