So here's part of my background. I was raised in Michigan with my parents and brother. I was a good kid and for the most part did what I was told to do. I got good grades and had good friends.

When I was in high school, my mom was diagnosed with colon cancer and died eight months after the diagnosis. She was 41 years old and I was 17 years old. To this day it's still very hard for me because we were best friends and had a tight bond. After she died I still was a good kid but decided to get out on my own a few months after graduation.

I have a hard time being a mom sometimes because I don't have my mom to help me. She was the greatest and I just can't seem to be nearly as good or better than she was. I know that there is no excuse for not being a good parent and I'm not saying I'm a bad one but it's always nice to have your mom who you can talk to and trust so you can be a better parent.

My mom was the very crafty kind. Way better than Martha Stewart in my eyes and way nicer to people. I had a good childhood and was lucky because I was able to live in many states and meet lots of new people. No I was not a military brat. I still move around about the same as I did when I was younger but I just find it harder to meet new people. Luckily my job helps me with that.

I have my good and bad days. Today's ok except for the fact that "N" really is trying my patience and just really is not listening anymore. I know a lot probably has to do with the fact that we're not close to our family but we are trying to move back there within the next nine or so months.

I just don't know what to do anymore with "N", he hit this stage way earlier than I anticipated.