Parenting a 14 Year Old Daughter

Life is tough these days with my teenager in the house. The drama never ends. She is so moody...one minute she is my sweet little SweetPea, the next a raving monster that no way came from my womb. Where did I go wrong? She is a slob, lazy, rude, and did I say a lazy slob??? I have taught her everything right..or so I thought. I keep a clean house, don't like messy and my bedroom is ALWAYS picked up and the bed made. She on the other hand revels in the chaotic disarray of it all. I don't remember when she made her bed last - if ever. Her clean clothes are on the floor instead of put away. Only she knows what is clean and what is dirty. I say she uses the floor as her very own personal washing machine. Leave the dirties on the floor long enough (wash) and they miraculously become clean again after a few days of stepping all over them (rinse)!!! Hail to the floor Gods for taking care of them for her! I am done with washing and folding her stuff...just to have them end up all over the floor! Am I repeating myself? Been here before, me thinks.

Then....I go in her room, when she is sleeping, to wake her in the morning...mind you...it is a scary feat to walk in there...and I see her sweet, beautiful precious face and my heart melts all over again (as it does daily) and I realize how much I love her. So much more than any other human on this planet. Gods gift to me. I am so lucky...