pre-teens

Hell. That is what I'm living through right now. PURE HELL.

In my house I have 10 year old, 11 year old and 13 year old girls. Two of which are currently PMS'ing (TMI I know, but it adds to the fact that I'm living in hell).
While I absolutely love these girls I have officially decided they are the rudest, most hateful, ungrateful and downright spiteful kids I have ever met in my life.

These girls are in foster care and have been through a lot. I know. I get it. My home life was not always a great thing either. They are kids. I know. I get it. I was a kid once too. Had I talked to and treated people the way these girls treat me I would sure as heck hope that somebody would have brought me down a notch or two.

Alas, I will deal with the crazy. I will cry myself to sleep some nights because I try so hard to help and give them things and experiences they would have never gotten had they been with their bio parents, and my efforts are COMPLETELY unappreciated. I will pray for a break and get over it when I don't get one, other than bed time and that is by far my new favorite time of day.

This too shall pass. Life is hard and I did kind of ask for this when I opened my home to foster kids.

Sigh.