Today I have a broken heart. My daughter was yelling about having her hair brushed. (only a daily thing around here) She stomped off, told me to leave her alone and then ask that I not go to cheerleading pictures with her. My heart is broken. I am the one she always wants with her. I am her safety blanket. I guess not anymore.
Jack was upset when I told him I wasn't going to his game. I can't risk her yelling at me in public. This is her new thing. Yelling at her parents. How embarrassing. She is going to talk to someone and find out why she is feeling so much frustration lately. Can't come soon enough for me. I have been the softball coach, the cheerleading coach, the brownie leader etc. I have volunteered for everything she has wanted to do. I cannot believe that this is the same girl who used to appreciate me. I will never get up at 0500 on my day off and wait in line for hours so that she can meet someone from the Disney Channel. Those days are officially done. I will no longer take her to a concert, or spend hours custom making a t-shirt for her to wear to said concert. Maybe if she doesn't get everything she wants and more, she will appreciate her mother. As mad as I used to get at my mother, I NEVER treated her so poorly. Never.