My girl turned thirteen and with that I officially and forever lost the privilege of nattering on about my “little” kids. All three are now teens. (I had to put that in writing because I can’t believe it myself) We moved into this house when number one was three and exactly two weeks before I had number two. I sit here, in the same living room where I’ve probably changed over 15,000 diapers and spent the same, give (give, give) or take, amount of hours feeding, feeding…feeding baby after baby.
My oldest son will be eighteen in June, the middle, fifteen in May and as I say, my daughter turned thirteen…yesterday. I’m new to this, a mum of teens. I’m thankful to my boys for easing me in gently. So far, knock on this virtual paper that would have once been wood, they have been trouble-free and catastrophe-clear. Nothing beyond the everyday challenges that occur to most everyone with kids or a beating heart.
There have been coughs and colds, flus and fights, (amazingly no fleas despite the many pets that have crossed our paths) sports and spills, good grades and the odd less than desirable dud. So far, we’ve avoided lice, premature diaper changing, illegal activity and skirted ‘round underage drinking and drug use. Yes, we’re friendly with fortuity to say the least.
So here I sit, in the same living room where all of this did or didn’t take place, where so much has changed and somehow stayed the same, the room where ideally all my girl will drink is a duplicate of the teen behaviour potion her brothers are saturated in (except of course, she will like hanging out with me a little more than they do, right?) and everything and nothing will change over and over and over again.
Our little Hazies have sidled into the big Hazies category. They are so cool ❤️. Just like Mumma Hazy ❤️.
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Hopefully not just like me. Ha ha.
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Thanks very much and the same goes for you, Prodigal Prince. 😀
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You have amazing kids! Oops Teens! It will take some getting used to for sure 🙂
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Thanks, Dragon. I think they’re pretty amazing too. Now, if only I could get you to like my posts! LOL.
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Congratulations, I think. I’ve only raised a daughter, but I won’t share my experience of life with her from age 13 to 17. I only remember that I went from “Mommy” to “Mom” to “Mother,” she said with condescension. She turns 32 (how can that be when I don’t feel much older than that now?) next week, and I have to say she’s one of my favorite people in the world to spend time with, and she tells me the feeling is mutual.
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No congrats yet. I’m well aware of what could lay ahead for me over the next few years, but I’m hoping that all ends up on the bright side, should the black clouds ever appear!
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It’s amazing how quickly they grow. When they’re young we go through stages where we think they’ll never be big enough to look after themselves and our older counterparts harp on about ‘before you know it they’ll be grown and gone’ and you think ‘yeah sure’!
Congratulations for getting them there, Hazy. Mothers are the true superstars of this world 😀
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It whizzes past in a blur as I watch from the window, Dianne. Probably the way a lot of mums feel.
Here’s the superpowers!
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