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. 
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... 
If you’re a parent, or have been around kids and their parents, you know this question well. The infamous “why” is the epitome of curiosity and intrigue. The truth is though, it can also become extremely annoying.
As an observer to this situation you may have noticed parents all too easily dismiss their children with a quick, “just because sweety” answer. As a parent,... 
If it’s not enough that I have to deal with teaching 4 university writing classes, my husband being away for training, handling the boys and the house and the dogs by myself, I also have to get sick…horribly, awfully, green phlegmy sick. And there’s no one to take care of me.
To add to my misery, the prescribed antibiotics I had to take, threw my delicate feminine hormones out of whack... 
Just when I was starting to feel pretty good about myself and my “mothering” capabilities, alas, I am bitch slapped back to reality.
The notion that one of your children could be a mean spirited individual or a bully is a devastating thought. After all, what does that say about you? But worse then that, is the shock of learning that your child, the one who is generous and charming, attentive... 
I have to say that I am very fortunate to have such great communication with my 14 year old son. Although at times, I do question his openness with me and wish he wouldn’t tell me certain gross manly moments, and I’m referring specifically to those that occur with the body (if you have or have had adolescent boys then you know what I’m talking about…but if not perhaps I’ll... 
This week is a special week. Both of my boys are “graduating”, and while I’ve discussed the perverse nature of graduating from everything and anything now-a-days, I am, nonetheless, very proud of my boys and can’t help but to allow myself & get caught up in all the hoopla.
My 5th grader is graduating from elementary and moving on to middle school, which isn’t going to be much of a... 
Ok, so not for nothing, but my guys rarely ever get in trouble. It really is very rare that my boys are punished/grounded. They’re pretty well behaved for the most part, and when they do screw up, we deal with the situations in a more “diplomatic” way.
I have a male friend, who is childless at the moment, and is adamant that he will use corporal punishment when raising his children.... 
My son Chris had his first prom the other night. 8th grade prom. Yeah.
They didn’t have that shit when I was in middle school! But hey, times are a changin’ right?
Wrong!
It’s just another way to get us parents to spend more money and compete with each other to see who buys the best, most expensive dress/tux, etc, etc. I mean the whole idea was that senior prom was like this epic moment in your... 
Me & My GuysStarting a blog about my stumbles through parenthood has been a vision of mine for quite some time. For some reason though, I always felt I wasn’t adequate enough to put my experiences as a mother out there to the public world; that I wasn’t an expert per se. But the truth is, none of us parents can claim to be experts in parenting; we learn as we go.
So why not put my experiences... 
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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