One thing that I am doing now that I never thought I would be parenting my parent. While Ma hasn’t gotten to the point where she can’t do for herself I have found that as she gets older, the more child-like she becomes. I don’t know if it age or what but there are days when I think I would prefer to have a room full of screaming two years than the two senior citizens I have.
I don’t know if any of you have the same problem or not. There are moments when they will fight over something as simple as the television remote. I thought there was an age when that stopped but I guess not. Add in the fact that Ma will only eat when she is made to eat and you have a long day. She naps at all times of the day which means she stays up all hours of the night.
It has taken a long time for us to get to some sort of normal. Her and I clash over all sorts of things. She used to hate the way I cooked, cleaned, did laundry, parented, you name it she hated. We were never close, not even when I was growing up. I’m not sure why but we weren’t. Now we are closer than ever and I am comfortable telling her how I feel or what to do. In fact there are moments when I turn on my mom voice and put my foot down. Of course she still tells me how awful I am at laundry but since I hate doing it anyway I don’t really care.