Mom, Don’t Breathe. It’s Embarrassing
Remember when I shared that my tween daughter’s relationship with me is hot or cold, and back and forth several times in the sam e day? One moment, she is clinging to me and afraid to stray 2 steps from me in the grocery store. The next moment, I’m dropping her off, behind the garbage cans, so her friends can’t see the ugly mini van we pulled up to school in. My response? I laugh. I haven’t always laughed. 2 years ago, I would have felt wounded and rejected. I would have forged ahead, despite her embarrassment, and threatened to yell out the minivan window being sure her friends saw…
2 Mascaras and 1 Deodorant
It’s been years since I last posted to my site, but not a day has passed that I still try to live into being HerFirstRoleModel. The last time I shared the challenges of such a calling, my daughter was a preschooler. Fast forward to her current status: tween! Yep, she’s arrived to that developmental age of “night and day”. Some days, she is content to be making slime or some other of her creative concoctions and other days, she is crushing over NHL hockey players and scrolling Pinterest for her ideal mate. Parenting can be a roller coaster, as it takes its direction from the unpredictable path of the tween…
