AnneOnParenting

I remember being a teenager.  The mood swings were horrible.  I remember thinking how bad I felt for my mom and how I treated her; how I wished I could stop.  I was twenty years old with my first child when I apologized to my mother for my teenage years.  I even gave examples of times when I knew I was a brat and did not know why.

Having two teenage daughters is a blessing and a curse.  I really cannot complain.  When I remember my teenage years and then I look at my daughters I am truly thankful they are who they are and not who I was.  This is by no means to say I think they are angels; that would be far from true.  No, they are human and not without flaws and they are special in their own ways.

Frankie can be the sweetest child ever.  Many of her teachers love her, although that number is smaller now that she is older.  In either case, many adults love her for her mature attitude and polite nature.  Then there is her “the world revolves around me” attitude when she cannot hold her evil twin side at bay any longer.

Lulu is definitely different.  She has always come across as shy and quiet.  More like her mom, Lulu tends to be shy around new people and things then gradually warms up and at times you cannot shut her up.  Yes, like her mom.  When she is unhappy she will not talk and avoids everyone and everything.  When she is ready she will tell you why and not a moment sooner.  This can be exasperating.

Benny is still a tween, but only until March.  He already shows signs of the teenage angst.  A prelude to what is to come.  I have a feeling it will be harder with a boy.  It is already hard.  He is a good kid, though.  Maybe it will not be all that bad.  Maybe.

Ah, for the days of the terrible two’s when the teenage years were but a far off future.  Today they are the reality.  Tomorrow comes much too soon.