I participated in the Blog Swap, brought to you by Classy Jen of The Classy Closet. She’s cute. We like her!!
I’d like to introduce you to my guest. Heather, from The Mom In The Know Oh yeah, and be sure to go over there. I happen to have had the privilege of messing up her place.
I had no idea what to write, how to let you glimpse into my life. I’m Heather from The Mom in the Know.
As the mom of a “tween” I had no idea what to truly expect. Were the stories true? Was I in for an emotional roller coaster? Anger? Sadness? Depression? I have no idea but so far the hormones are a handful and my sweet little girl is a snarky, ball of emotions. Is there something in the water at the age of nine? Keep in mind that I have one that follows right after, she’s eight now. It seems like the stroke of midnight at nine she just turned into a hormonal mess, so out of control with how she was feeling. Don’t get me wrong, she’s not a bad kid not at all we have days. Some of them she’s sad. Some of them she’s mad, silly, funny, some of them she’s all of the above.
P loves to read, she loves animals, loves the show Psych, loves and love to torment her sister. Her dad is her hero. She can be so sensitive and want to curl up with her blankie and sleeps with mom, the next day spend all day playing littlest pet shop with her sister.
Then it turns on a dime and another kid possesses her body.
This kid, pushes her sister’s buttons, doesn’t listen to her parents, hides in the basement, forgets to do her homework. Which one is my daughter? This one hates to take a shower, won’t eat her dinner, sneaks her snacks, eats forbidden junk foods when she pleases talks back and seemingly doesn’t care, walks around the classroom as she pleases … who is that kid?
I’d be happy with a mixture of the two, okay powers that be? I don’t want a robot. I like that my child told me not long ago she believed in “God, Jesus, the Care bears and all that stuff.”
I like that she uses her freedom of choice, free will and has a mind of her own. I admit I don’t like how she uses it all the time, but I’m a parent, I need to deal with that on my own terms and own tears.
Part of this, I don’t know how to help her with her emotions, because I know she doesn’t know how to help herself. I know she has to deal and work through it, but as a mom I want to fix and save her. It’s so hard to let her just do it and work through it, when do I step in? I think I’ll know in my heart, I won’t be that parent that sits by, I’m pretty overbearing. Just ask the kids.
I have a therapist they visit every other week to do a feelings check, nothing intense, but I want to be sure. Worst that can happen is they learn how to communicate, somewhat. I hope a lot more comes out of it, but I don’t want to put expectations on them. I never do. I want happiness for them, no undue pressure.
P is a great little lady in the making, but if someone has “tween” advice out there, send it my way. I need all the help I can get.
I remember being nine. I was the first girl in my class with boobs. I had to start wearing a bra that year and hated it because undershirts were so much more comfortable. It was the beginning of the never-ending boob expansion. Being well-endowed at 34 has its advantages. Being so at 10, not so much. Then there is the whole transition from Barbies to boys. At around 11, I decided I was too old for Barbies. Actually, my friends decided and I followed along, secretly playing with them when no one was around. I packed them up at 12 and missed them like crazy. I actually hoped to have a girl so I could have an excuse to play them again! But I’m making do with Power Rangers and Hot Wheels.
I remember my transition and it is not too easy. But there is something certain here and this is your love and commitment to help her and guide her through this tunnel until she safely crosses to the a shinny and happier state. My mom also send me to see a therapist, and even though I always said that she was a quack it really helped me to sort my feelings, talk about them and not let them eat me from the inside out.
You are a loving mom and your daughter know that.
Oh how I hated that transition — it came with a whole new set of friends and a whole new body. I am glad you are committed to helping her through it though! Good luck and I may stick around and take notes for when I have TWO tweens!
This was a blast and a privilege, I’m on my way to check out your sites.
Jen Hinton says
Awww Holy Hell this scares me and makes me thankful I have a boy. Though there are times I wish I had a girl just so we could relate at some point. So glad you joined in on the CC Blog Swap!