Trying to keep my sanity in a house full of manly ball-scratching, burping, farting, and raised toilet seats.
Trying to keep my sanity in a house full of manly ball-scratching, burping, farting, and raised toilet seats. 
I’m sure everyone is familiar with the saying “Bro’s before hoes”. And I’m sure many of you are nodding your head in agreement. But when do you (men, that is) decide that the woman is in fact not a hoe and, therefore, must come before the bro’s?
This past weekend my 12 year old son faced this challenging choice.
It was Friday and I was picking him up from school at... 
Ok, so the last two posts I wrote were pretty heavy, deep and as some put it (which I am completely flattered by), “inspiring”. So I decided to lighten the mood a little this time:
Older son says to younger son: “Look what I made,” and shows him a leather wallet.
Younger son asks, “What is it?”
Older son sarcastically answers, “A dildo man, what do you... 
I was carded buying a bottle of wine.
I was asked by a cashier if I was my 12 year old’s sister.
I dropped off my 14 year old at a friends birthday party and the dad asked me if I was my sons sister.
At 33 most people would be flattered by these inquiries. I, however, am not particularly thrilled by them. You see, these are small examples of the nuances of having become a mother as a teenager. ... 
One afternoon, I met up with a colleague of mine for coffee. We’ve known each other for several years now and she’s aware that my husband is a combat vet. We casually discussed our children and whatever troubles they might have been giving us at the moment. On most fronts we agree when it comes to the raising of children, but I was soon to be disillusioned with how different we were on... 
My journey into motherhood began when I was 17 years old. Today, I am the mother of two teen boys, 15 and 13, and I am one of the only moms "blogging" about raising teen boys. On this blog, which I like to call a "blogory", I share my candid, poignant, sometimes humorous, but always real, short stories about my stumbles through parenthood as a young mother raising two teen boys while coping with living in a house full of testosterone. My parenting philosophy revolves around honest, no holds barred communication, where no topic is off limits, mixed with an enormous sense of humor. Peace Out! -Natasha Olivera
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