Anyway, on yesterday's post, I wanted to respond to Sarah. So I figure I'll just blog it. :)
The way my son is behaving is definitely part of his age, as well as part of going through the transition from his father's house to mine. I remember 9 to 14 as the most awkward years of my life. The thought of my son going through that makes me cry, because I had an awful time during those years, and I remember feeling like no one understood me.
Being here helps with that, I think, because I drag my son out of that video game world and encourage other activities. I don't let him spend a lot of time alone in his room, and certainly not with a computer or his iPod. He has a tendency to watch useless or annoying videos on YouTube, or inappropriate ones about video games and full of adult language. YouTube is off-limits in our home, though he may watch music videos under supervision. Though if I let him do that, I'll be hearing him sing "Gangnam Style" all day long.
Of course, I do realize he needs alone time, so I make sure he gets it. In fact, my husband purchased my son his very own Super Nintendo and assorted classic games, like Mario World. It hasn't arrived yet, but any day now... Classic gaming was more challenging than many modern games, with an emphasis on problem solving. This is something we're happy to encourage.
But I try to balance that out with time spent pursuing interests that do not have the word "Nintendo" in them. ;)
I think things will smooth out somewhat as we settle down into a routine. The rest? I guess I have to wait until sometime after puberty.
Er, my son's, not mine.
I hugged him last night and realized how darn solid he feels. He's almost as tall as me too. So I guess it won't be long. You know, I'm ready for the easy stuff, like talking about sex and drugs. I'm not so ready for the emotional stuff, though.
That is, I'm not ready for the emotions I'm feeling as I watch him grow up. He's still my baby.
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