She is stomping her feet AGAIN. I did a horrible thing. I had the nerve to ask her to take a shower! What a wicked Mom. Just the innocent suggestion that she might want to go and rinse the weekend’s dirt and grime from her gorgeous cheeks sent her into some kind of pre-pubescent melt down!
“I hate showers”
“I don’t need to wash my hair”
“Mommmmmmmm…it takes too long”
I did the appropriate thing. Turned the volume up on the TV.
This little stomping thing is something new. My darling daughter was never a child prone to temper tantrums. She has never really pushed the envelope. Could I be headed into the world of puberty already?
Good lord I’m not ready for that!!
What do I remember about being 10? Not much.
I remember countless hours swimming in our pool, and swinging on the swings.
I remember my Grade 4 teacher Mr. Jones used to pick his nose, wipe it on the bottom of his shoe and then ever so gracefully scrape his shoe on the rim of that black garbage pail! There is a nice legacy.
I remember we had a new boy join our school. All the girls thought he was the cutest thing EVER. Why? Because he wore Sweaters! Wait. I thought boys were cute?
I remember it was the year girls divided into clicks.
I also remember it was the year I started keeping a diary under lock and key. Does this mean my darling daughter could be keeping secrets from me?
I also remember being the last girl in my class who needed a bra. Boo.
The only explanation for my darling daughters emotional outbursts of late…she must be doing some kind of pre-PMS dance. No wonder asking her to take a shower can send her into a rage. Hormones suck.
Oh baby, if only I could find a way to make the next few years easier for you! Puberty (ugo word) can be so hard.
Looking back, I wish someone had told me:
-Girls can be some of the meanest creatures on earth, those mean ones, they are the ones who are sad or broken. Take it with a grain of salt.
-You will have your heart broken, but it will heal.
~Boys come and go, but girlfriends are forever. Hang on to your friends.
~Peer pressure is real. Believe in Yourself.
~Know that you can ALWAYS count on your Mom.
There is just no stopping our babies from growing up! Guess I better get prepared. It’s going to be a wonderful loud and bumpy ride!