Parenting teens is not for the faint of heart. If you’ve ever had, been, or met a teen, you
know this. My girls are pretty
amazing. But they are also amazingly
frustrating a lot of the time. One would think that after 16 or so years of
this parenting gig, we would have it mastered.
One would be wrong. Oh so very,
very wrong.
I’m not sure if it is due to the fact that I parent girls
(the stereotype of the illogical, hormonal teen girl is such for a reason), but it feels like the issues we deal
with change on an hourly basis. Fun
times. Admittedly, the same things do come
up over and over, and often times,
what worked last time, doesn’t seem to have the same effect when used
again. Awesome.
Funny, I remember thinking the same thing when they were
babies. This worked last time, why not
this time? I often have to remind myself
that the girls are individuals. They are
separate and unique beings, sometimes frustratingly so. It’s tough when you have the knowledge and
experience to navigate a situation, but have to let them learn the hard
way. And it may be a tiny bit gratifying
later to hear we were right. Being the
mature adults that we are, we almost never let them see us gloat.
