When I was pregnant, Trenon had no desire to enter this world. Apparently he was very cozy in my belly and had no intention of leaving. I always say that I would still be pregnant (11 yrs later) if Dr. Tadvick hadn’t cut him out.
He is still a momma’s boy to this day. To the point where I frequently refer to him as my shadow.
With all the togetherness that he and I share, I have no clue when the attitude demons entered his body.
Not all the time, but every so often, they take over his mouth and cause Trenon to say things that have to be from an unnatural being, because my precious baby boy would NEVER say those things to anyone, much less the woman who lugged him around inside her for 9 months!
When they take over, I’m no longer his most favorite person. I’m the lady who makes him clean his room and take off his shirt to be ironed. I’m sure you’re thinking, “How could you be such an awful and horrible person?”
Well, it’s because of my mother…
I learned my wicked ways from the best. She made me clean & do laundry (and I say “she” because those of you who knew my daddy know he would have never had made me do such atrocious things) and even removed the door from my room a few times, for reasons I will not go into (never incriminate yourself in writing).
I remember Mother saying, “I’ve always loved you, but I didn’t like you very much after you turned 8 until you were well into your 20s.”
Maybe she was trying to work the attitude demons out of me!?!? Is it possible that the vile creatures that reside in us are hereditary? I apparently had them and Trenon obviously does.
Don’t get me wrong. He is an amazing, tender hearted, smart, funny kid who is a blast to be around 92.3% of the time. He has a heart for God like no child I’ve ever known, & I thank God daily for allowing me to be his mom.
It’s just those random moments that catch me off guard, when the attitude demons inside take over and push my buttons. And who better to push my buttons than someone who lived inside of me.
The good news, I guess, is that this shouldn’t be a permanent possession. If I out grew it, surely he will as well. In the mean time, I will lean on the Lord to keep His arm around my shoulder and His hand over my mouth. Staying in His word and in prayer and anxiously awaiting the time when Trenon will “arise and call me blessed.” (Proverbs 31:28)
However, if you do know of an exorcist that specializes in the possession of tween boys, let me know!!! I’m not opposed to speeding up the process for everyone’s good.