I started smoking when I was a sophmore in highschool. It was great.... get outta school, roll out in my girl's car and smoke a joint on the way home, and have time to chill before my parents got home from work.
So, one of these fine days, I get home, and..... OH SHIT! MOM'S HOME FROM WORK EARLY!!!
Ok... ok, no sweat... I'll just sroll in, go straight to the bathroom like I gotta pee, and brush my teeth and make sure I dont wreek of weed. I come out a few mins later, head to the kitchen to grab some water to take to my room, and get intercepted by Mom..... A very upset looking Mom. And the whole time Im thinking.... shit, she knows... SHIT, SHE'S GONNA TELL MY DAD!!!
She totally breaks down crying, saying that she's sorry for being a bad Mom and hopes that I can forgive her. And proceeds to tell me of how she and my father have been smoking marijuana since they were teenagers, exept during pregnancys and nursing, and she wants the both of them to quite because she's worried that it makes her a bad parent.
I explained to her that she is an awsome Mom. And that there was no need to forgive her for anything done wrong. I told her that I was smoking pot also, and it turned out to be one of the coolest conversations I've ever had with my mother.
My mother and I now smoke together, however that didn't begin until I was well moved out and had gained the respect of an adult.
I now have a son of my own. And I have to say, that now I know the worry and the pressure and lack of self confidence when it comes to being a parent.... Hoping that your doing everything right. And I think that even if I didn't smoke marijuana, I would have the same feelings.
I guess thats what makes us good Moms.
So, one of these fine days, I get home, and..... OH SHIT! MOM'S HOME FROM WORK EARLY!!!
Ok... ok, no sweat... I'll just sroll in, go straight to the bathroom like I gotta pee, and brush my teeth and make sure I dont wreek of weed. I come out a few mins later, head to the kitchen to grab some water to take to my room, and get intercepted by Mom..... A very upset looking Mom. And the whole time Im thinking.... shit, she knows... SHIT, SHE'S GONNA TELL MY DAD!!!
She totally breaks down crying, saying that she's sorry for being a bad Mom and hopes that I can forgive her. And proceeds to tell me of how she and my father have been smoking marijuana since they were teenagers, exept during pregnancys and nursing, and she wants the both of them to quite because she's worried that it makes her a bad parent.
I explained to her that she is an awsome Mom. And that there was no need to forgive her for anything done wrong. I told her that I was smoking pot also, and it turned out to be one of the coolest conversations I've ever had with my mother.
My mother and I now smoke together, however that didn't begin until I was well moved out and had gained the respect of an adult.
I now have a son of my own. And I have to say, that now I know the worry and the pressure and lack of self confidence when it comes to being a parent.... Hoping that your doing everything right. And I think that even if I didn't smoke marijuana, I would have the same feelings.
I guess thats what makes us good Moms.