I walked up to the front of the school for play rehearsal Saturday to find a few of the girls already waiting. The school was locked; I proceded to call someone to open it for us. In the meantime, I realized that I had approached mid-conversation, and nearly mid-breakdown. My mom has made me cry nearly every day this week. I just can't imagine there is anyone a bigger bitch than she is. (Followed by a quick apology to me, I am assuming for the curse word.) My lighthearted response: That's ok. But maybe you can tell me what she did, so I can make sure that I don't do the same to my daughter.
Which got me thinking: It is hard to be a teenage girl. And it is going to be damn hard to be a mom to a teenage girl.
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HA!! and i am going to have 2 of them.....Oh My!!! I have a feeling life will be more than interesting!!
ReplyDeleteYep. For some reason, raising teenage boys don't concern me as much. I guess we can only hope we can empower our kids to make good decisions and that they realize how much we love them...
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