Bonding with teenage girls. You guys, it’s as hard as everyone told me it was going to be and then some. I don’t know what it is about the mother-daughter relationship that makes it so difficult sometimes to see eye-to-eye, but I genuinely do believe that it’s because ultimately, underneath it all, mothers and daughters are so often very much alike. Fourteen has come with so many awesome moments but also its share of struggles and hurdles. So, I try like hell to make as many awesome moments as possible. One way I’ve learned to help build a stronger bond between my daughter and I is to bond over common interests. I realize that’s common advice and I didn’t invent the idea, but you never realize just how difficult that is until you try finding something in common with a teenager. It’s legit hard because KIDS THESE DAYS, AM I RIGHT?
Happy Friday, Mommas! I don’t know about you but this week has crawled by for me and I am sure the rest of my household would agree. I feel like the list of things to do with a third child has not only tripled but quadrupled. In fact, I will go as far as saying whatever comes after quadrupled would be an adequate description regarding the increase in the amount of shit that needs to get done.
Is There A Best Or Worst Stage Of Raising Children? The Answer Is No. So Stop Telling People There Is.
Each stage of raising children is precious for its own reasons. The innocent, helpless babies who epitomize the beauty of life. The wonder of watching toddlers learn and grow. The hilarity and sweetness of pre- and grade school ages. The pride of watching teens develop into themselves and helping them find their footing in the world. And the enormous love that comes from learning to trust and let them go. There’s no career or life experience that compares to the enormity of having children. But, let’s be honest. Sometimes they’re little shits -all of them- who drive us to the absolute edge of our own sanity. And it’s okay to say it. Sometimes, we’re driven to that edge through the sheer chaos of life, not through any fault of their or our own. And it’s okay to say that, too. None of this means that you don’t love your life, your children, or motherhood with a heart that is ten times bigger than you ever knew possible. I thought we were all in agreement about that, but I’m reminded sometimes that we’re not.
Regardless of what these laugh lines on my face tell you, I was a teenage girl once. I also helped raise two teenage girls. And I am now the mother of a teenage girl. So why the hell is shopping for teen girls still so hard? It’s really difficult to find a great gift for girls as it is, but when you’re looking for a niece or a grandchild or the daughter of a friend? Even harder. I dug deep into the world of gifts that teen and tween girls want for Christmas, ranging from $10-60, so that you don’t have to.
Call me a pessimist, but I’m skeptical.
It’s happening and it is happening a little too quickly if you ask me. We have entered the world of…BOYS! My daughter is now 12 and I guess I should probably consider myself lucky since
Maybe election years are always bipolar. Maybe I’m just getting older and really seeing the long-term consequences to actions on a global scale. Or maybe the entire world has gone cuckoo for cocoa puffs this really is one of the most absurd years in modern history. I’ve found myself repeating the “But it’s 2016, that’s not possible!” remark multiple times. Or “There’s no way anyone will ever go for that…” and “Are we sure we didn’t drive 88 mph in a Delorian and wind up back in 1955?” but sadly, no, it is not. This is real life.
As a kid, I ate dinner with my grandparents every evening. Without fail at every mealtime, my grandfather would remind me that if I didn’t eat my vegetables, my hair would fall out and everyone at school would think I was a boy, which would mean I would have to join the football team. (I hate football.) I’m too embarrassed to admit how old I was before I realized that, along with my broccoli, he had been feeding me a steaming bowl of lies my whole life.
I adore Autumn! I love back to school. I love gearing up for the holidays. I love the cooler weather even though cooler weather in LA means 70 degrees. But, I don’t let the absence of fall weather damage my fall flair. Here are some of my favorite things to do in LA during my favorite season!
We have finally been blessed with some pretty awesome neighbors! I grew up in a neighborhood where we were more like a family rather than neighbors. Kids were constantly running the streets, parents were always together and you could go to a neighbor’s house for anything from a basketball to a loaf of bread.