I confess that I don’t see my daughter as the bright, mature 13 year old that she is. I still see her as the smiley, happy-go-lucky 7 year old that she was 6 years ago.
She has started babysitting. There is something about my baby watching other people’s babies that causes massive anxiety in me. When I say babies, I mean babies. She is a good babysitter. She loves little kids. She has incredible patience. She once held a screaming baby for over a hour until the baby was calmed down; walking around, talking to her quietly, and getting her comfortable. She smiled through the whole ordeal.
When did she grow up? When did she amass such maturity? This can’t be my daughter. She is only 7. No, she isn’t.
She is on this bridge with one foot in the child’s world and one foot in the young women’s world. I am very proud of her, yet I have way too much anxiety over the whole thing. I can’t tell her this, so I am telling you. I confess that I am not going to be very good about this teenager thing unless I pull it together. Age two may have been physically exhausting, but these teen years are much harder on the nerves.
Me too, I found that adjusting to the maturing child was/is a difficult process. I used to have yahoo calendar send me a daily reminder in an email. I confess that I still have some trouble with it, especially toward my daughter. I manage to keep a lid on it most of the time. Knowing how to act around them is SO confusing sometimes! It is probably what causes brain melt down in our 40′s. hahaha We can say it is, okay. =)
I know how you feel! I am going through that too.
Me too or should I say four
Yeah…got that going on here as well. This is a scary time especially when I think about how little time I have left with them before it is time for them to move on. I do think that the 2s and 3s were easier.
She is fabulous!
A daily email reminder is a good idea. I’ve been grinding my teeth a lot lately.