The cute little blonde in my photo below...that's Juliana. She came out screaming; and then screamed her lungs out 18+ hours a day for the first year of life. We originally wanted 3 or 4 children.

Our minds were changed after that one.
She's smart. She's cute. She's sassy. She's headstrong. She's bossy. She's very independent. She thinks that she knows everything about the world at
6. She can be hilarious at times, when you don't want to cry. We have tried every sort of discipline there is. Read all the books, stuck to all of the punishments. Nothing works, although she seems to be a touch better in the last 6 months.
I went to parent teacher conferences and all of the 1st grade desks were lined up neatly in their rows, and there was one lone desk butted right up against the teacher's. Guess who?

You got it! It was my lovely headstrong DD. The teacher did say that things were much improved, and when she started to mover DD's desk back with the rest, Juliana asked to remain there.
She said to the teacher that she knows if she goes back by the other kids, she will talk too much, not listen, and not get her work done. She wanted to stay up by the teacher because she doesn't like homework and wants to get her work done in school. I was mortified that the desk was there, but very impressed that she's making good choices on her own right now.
Anyway, long story short...I join your club. It's a club I never thought I would have to join since I am a very no-nonsense kinda gal. But here I am.