I Have A Teenager In My House...Pray For Me
I informed her that for right now, school was her job and it was her number one priority. She doesn't have to pay bills, clean, clothe or feed children; that's my job.
She locked the bathroom door and took her shower. Just one problem: her little sister needed to use the bathroom.
Pounding on the door, I told her to open the door so her sister could use the bathroom. She replied: "You're lying. You're going to come in and get me." Her sister replied: "I have to use the bathroom. Open the door." Reluctantly, she did.
I reminded her that her cousins in the Caribbean have to pay to go to high school and they wash their own clothes. People in this country get to go to school for free. By West Indian standards, she would be considered lazy. I got on her case about the value of education and how she needed to reap the benefits. I also let her know that if she used that excuse on a job: she'd be fired!
I was being tested and I didn't like it. I had to go into my computer room and vent my anger on Facebook. I told my story in my status update, but added: "If you hear on the news about an African-American mom wanted in connection with the disappearance of her teenage daughter for the same story I just told you...remember...I didn't do it. (wink)" My friends laughed and shared their teenage horror stories.
My daughter knows how to do laundry; she chose not to do it. Her actions have consequences. Since she missed her bus, I made her walk to school. When she got home, she had extra chores. And she went to bed early. She discovered that this Mama Bear don't play.
I'm the mom of a teenage daughter... this is just the beginning...she's only 13... pray for me.


Sister Marsha,
God bless you and I ask that God give you the grace needed to steer your teenager in the paths of righteousness. It ain't easy!