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Read the seventh book in the New York Times bestselling I Just Want to Pee Alone series!

Remember when we thought motherhood was hard when the kids were little? Ha! Now we realize its damn near impossible when theyre teenagers! The days of potty-training, bubble-wrapping every sharp corner, and begging for a freaking minute to pee alone are long behind us. We dont read bedtime stories or sing lullabies to our children anymore. Instead, were communicating via TikTok videos and tracking them on their cellphones every time they leave the house. We lose sleep wondering if weve done enough or overdone it.

There was a time when we longed to be left alone and now we cant get our teenagers to spend any time with us. When were not begging or bribing them to hang out, were banning them from leaving the house just so we can have some family time together.

Raising teens is not for the faint of heart but its still a wild and terrific ride. For all the angst and drama teenagers cause, theyre also smart, hilarious, and fun to be around (if they let you hang out with them).

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I Just Want to Hang Out With You
I Just Want to Hang Out With You
Jen Mann
And Some Lonely Mama Bears
Throat Punch Media, LLC

THROAT PUNCH MEDIA, LLC

Copyright 2020 by Throat Punch Media

All rights reserved


No part of this story may be used, reproduced, or transmitted in any matter whatsoever, including but not limited to electronic or mechanical means, photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without written permission in writing from the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

Contents

By Jen Mann

By Katie Bingham-Smith

By Susanne Kerns

By Veronica I. Arreola

By Ava Mallory

By April Grant

By Galit Breen

By Erin Dymowski

by Amy Rosenberg

By Cat Hollyer

By Kim Bongiorno

By Nicole Feltz

By Holly Rutchik

By K. Beck

By Heather Reed

By Ellen Williams

By Suzanne Fleet

By Candy Mickels Mejia

By Gretchen Kelly

By Andrea Contreras

By Sara Weber

By Gila Pfeffer

By Santorina Davis

By Nanea Hoffman

By Rachel Sobel

By Alexandra Rosas

By Jen Mann

Introduction
By Jen Mann

Seven years ago I had a husband, two small children, a full-time career, a part-time career, and a to-do list the length of my arm. Back then I dreamed about taking a vacation by myself. I dreamed about the day when my children would be old enough to wipe their own bottoms or cook their own meals. I was fantasizing about empty hotel rooms and desolate beaches, but really I would have been thrilled with a bathroom all to myself. I had the idea to publish the book I Just Want to Pee Alone and it went on to be a New York Times bestseller and launched a whole line of successful books to follow.

For years my kids were a good source of material for me. Raising little kids was hard, lonely work and I created a community of like-minded, tired mamas. But after a while, I wrote about them less and less. A few months ago I was speaking at a library and someone asked me why I rarely write about my kids anymore. My answer was, Because theyre boring teenagers now. Its true! When I first started writing my kids were adorable and funny. Were seven years down the road and now I have two surly teenagers who communicate with me through TikTok videos and text messages laced with more emojis than words. For Christmas this year, my son Venmod me and I was just thrilled he thought to give me a gift. I called it a parenting win. I have two normal teenagers who think I am the most embarrassing mom on the planet. Meanwhile, half the moms I know are dancing on TikTok and the other half are making White Claw memes. All I do is drop the f-bomb like a comma and complain about pants. It could be so much worse!

I was so naive when my kids were small. I truly thought potty-training was the biggest challenge Id ever face. Hahahahahahahaha!! No one told me that teenagers are about a thousand times harder! Now I understand what all those old ladies meant when theyd say, Enjoy this time They knew! But they didnt tell us! They didnt tell us that our precious little pumpkins would grow up into adult-size toddlers. I swear, my son made better choices when he was 5 than he does at 15! I raised my daughter to be strong and sassy, but now that strong, sassy girl is always talking back to me! And dont even get me started on the fact that they never want to hang out with me.


Me: Want to watch a movie?

Teenager: No, thanks.

Me: Want to go to dinner?

Teenager: [Pause.] Where you going?

Me: Wherever you want!

Teenager: [Pause.] No, thanks.

Me: Want to go shopping?

Teenager: Can we shop for a dog?

Me: No.

Teenager: No, thanks.

Me: Want to talk?

Teenager: What about?

Me: Whatever you want!

Teenager: [Pause.] No, thanks.

Me: Want a hug?

Teenager: Oh, my God. Absolutely not!

The days are long, but the years are short. My time with my kids under my roof is quickly running out. I worry that I havent prepared them for the real world, that theyll forget the lessons I taught them, that my connection with them isnt strong enough to survive the test of adulthood; but most of all, I worry they wont ever want to hang out with me again. At this point, every time I pee, I leave the bathroom door ajar, hoping for a visitor.

I HAD TO LET MY TEENS GO BEFORE I WAS READY
By Katie Bingham-Smith

H i! What are you doing? This is what my three teenagers hear from their rooms at least five times a day from the bottom of the stairs. Its my way of reminding them they have a mother who still wants a relationship with them, even if it means I have to strain my voice.

When my children were little, I didnt send them to daycare. I didnt want to. Not because I dont believe in it or think its the wrong way to parent. It was my own selfish thoughts that kept them by my side day in and day out. I didnt want to be away from them any more than I had to be. Looking back, my mental health took a bit of a blowI would have been a better mom had I taken my family and friends up on their offers to watch my kidsbut it is what is it.

In the back of my mind, I knew this time would comethe days where shoulder shrugs have replaced the long, drawn-out stories with every detail of their day on repeat, the times when it took them forever to tell a story and they needed me to do everything for them despite their father standing right in front of them.

I knew Friday night pizza in front of kid-friendly shows would be something we used to do.

I knew theyd press the pause button on coming to me for advice.

I knew my daughter wanting to dress exactly like me would slowly morph into wanting to be the furthest thing from me.

What I didnt know was how bad it would rip me up. How much it would hurt and the angst it would cause. I thought Id be more ready to see adult-looking versions of my kids share these four walls and not want a thing to do with me. And more than anything, I thought I was ready for this so-called break. You know, the time in their lives where they are more self-sufficient and dont need their parents as much.

Thats how it goes when they grow up and start to discover who they are as individuals. Its kind of like when someone youve been wanting to break up with does something badits so much easier when you can blame the other person for the reason your relationship is ending.

I think about that every time my kids look at me and roll their eyes when I try to hug them at drop-off or ask if I can chaperone the dance. Apparently, thats grounds for dismissal in teenage-land. How dare I?

Everything is humiliating to my teens despite the fact that their friends think Im coolsomething I feel the need to remind them of at least twice a week.

In a sense, for the past three years, my teenagers have left me. One by one theyve broken my heart. It comes in the form of not returning a hug. Not wanting to come Christmas shopping with me. Not listening to my warning, then doing some stupid.

Im constantly surrounded by three humans who are taller than me and think they know much more than I do. I have three mouths to feed and put myself on hold constantly because being their mom is my number one job right now.

And Im lonelier than I have ever been. Even lonelier than the years I lived alone in my 20s and did nothing but work and eat Hostess cupcakes for breakfast in my car each morning because I was hellbent on getting to work before anyone else.

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