by Eric Payne
It’s easy to love your cuddly, wuddly baby/toddler/lil’ girl/lil’ man. But once that gift from heaven becomes a teenager, oftentimes the game changes completely.
Recently I was talking about teenage boys with a mother I met at a birthday party both our daughters were attending. We commiserated at length about our two boys’, both of whom are fifteen. Their moods, slovenliness, apparent lack of academic desire and eerily coincidental academic struggles. The noticeable difference between she and I was that she was at wits end with her son and I spoke with calm certainty about mine. Eventually she had to stop me and let me know how impressed she was with my apparent acceptance of my son’s issues.
“I actually don’t accept any of his issues,” I quickly responded. “Most hours and minutes of the day I think he’s ridiculous and I don’t let him get an inch with me. But I do accept him…I have to accept him for who he is and work with that versus wanting him to be something he isn’t.”
I have to. Otherwise I’ll go insane.
I was a student and a so-so athlete. My son is a pretty good athlete and a so-so student. Academics, courteousness, and doing chores comes first in my house, but shame on me if I ever shun my son’s desires, whatever they are, for the sake of my own for him. God made he and I for each of us to play our respective roles in each others lives, but ultimately my son is separate from me. What I require is that my son has goals and aspirations and a path to achieve them. And where I am supposed to assist, I will. What will make me proud is witnessing him pursue his dreams with diligence and perseverance. If he realizes his dreams, that will make the journey all the sweeter, but if he does not I will have nothing but respect and admiration for him for giving his best. I pray I am alive to be there for him if he should need his father in either scenario.
I love the children I have. Period. Wishing for a child I don’t have, or the neighbor’s kid or for my kid to act and be another way (which would ultimately make him someone other than who he is) is just a waste of time and mental and emotional energy. It is also a disservice to my child whose needs as my son far outweigh my wants as his father.
When faced with this dilemma what should one do?
Hopefully through acceptance, nourishment, support, endurance and love you will equip your child directly or indirectly with what he or she needs to succeed in their destined way. God willing after the journey is over and your child is an adult, you can look back on it all and smile.
How do you manage/cope with the roller coaster ride you are on with your teen(s)?
Author of the now infamous, My Wife Is NOT My Friend (on Facebook), Eric talks about being a father and a husband on his blog, Makes Me Wanna Holler – Man, Dad, Husband. You can follow him on Twitter or find him chopping it up on his Facebook Page. He is the author the soon to be published, Bottom Line Fatherhood, and of I See Through Eyes, a book of poetry and short stories. In his “spare time” Eric reviews autos and writes relationship articles for Atlanta-based J’Adore Magazine.