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postheadericon I am Mom — I’m in Charge — Hear Me Roar!


 For the past couple of weeks, I have been battling extreme laziness, back talk, and just general insubordination from the Princess.   Honestly, I am about at my wits end.  Her promises of doing better aren’t kept.  I’m constantly threatening with the taking away of toys and privileges.

Well, tonight, I have had it.  I have 2 more weeks before school starts and I’m tired of just dealing with it.

After starting to give her warning signals an hour before bed time with instructions of what needed to be done before she went to bed, and being ignored, I finally took away one of the electronics.  I go in her playroom to turn off other electronics and I find food/trash everywhere.  I insisted she get in there and clean it up.  She inched across the floor on her knees begging and crying, and slowly picking up things that I’m not even telling her to pick up.  She is deliberately using the drama card to get out of doing what I’m telling her to do.

Well, this time, the drama is mine.  Spanking is not high on my priority list, but I’m done.  I am so fed up with her not taking me seriously, that she is going to start to feel the palm of my hand on her backside.  She got swatted and told to go to bed.  I picked up all the “trash” because it had to be done.

Next, I went in her bedroom and she is sitting on her bed, sobbing that fake little cry, and I told her that tomorrow she is sitting on the couch, no talking, and she was going to be reading a book.

My final act before I left her bedroom was pulling an old belt out of the closet.  I showed it to her and I told her that from now on every time she back talked me or didn’t do what I asked, she was going to feel the belt on her bottom.

This cycle has got to end.

She is going to start hearing me roar.

Leah Rose's Mom

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