Oh wait that’s right, I am the mama. Damn it!! This week has been fraught with drama. Some of it due to my own mood shifts, other due to the fact that I have a prepubescent girl. I look at her with her lip curled up and rolling her eyes at me, like I am a ridiculous human being for suggesting that she should clean her room. That I have the audacity to demand respect from the child. She puts up her shield of defense without taking into account that I am always on her side. Her tough exterior starts to crumble as I watch that same girl reveal her…