Thursday, July 29, 2010

Help there's a Teenager in the house...

   I have never had children, let me rephrase that I have never given birth to children.  I have been around children most of my life.  I was the oldest of 4.  My sister being the baby was 8 ½ years younger than me.  My mother use to say my sister had two mothers.  If she told her no, my sister would come ask me.  The same thing happened with my sister's kids but I knew better by then.  I always asked them what did your mother say and they knew they where caught.  There Mother did it all before them ... and she did it better.
   I have always gotten along great kids and communicated well with them.  I think it has something to do with the fact I never quite grew up.  Grown ups are too serious and I am anything but.
   I even got along great with Jack's daughter and son. His son would listen to me, asked my opinion and believed me.  It was great ...

   Then he moved in with us. Over night I was living with a teenager in the house.  I was not prepared at all.  I thought by not having kids I could bypass the Mother's Curse.  Nope...didn't happen.
   Suddenly I knew nothing.  I was out of touch with what the real world was like.  I just didn't understand.   I went from no kids to a teenager... and I didn't get to grow into the roll. 
   I guess I could have looked on the bright side and realized that was a teenager's way of excepting me as a part of his life.  But I was a little too busy trying not to kill him, or go insane...  The next time I saw my mother I gave her a big hug and said I'm sorry.  I asked her ... How did you survive you had four?  She just laughed and smiled.

   I still don't know how I survived ... but I did.  Now that he is in his mid 20s and has a daughter, his father and I get smarter everyday.  He calls for our opinion again.  Listens to what we say.  We apparently now understand, and know exactly what is going.  It is nice but...

   I can't wait until his daughter becomes a teenager.  Then it will be my turn to just laugh and smile.
   Oh and thanks Mom for not saying I told you so. 


Al said...

A lovely tale, thanks for sharing.
It is amazing how different they all are, and how they change.

Theres just life said...

Hi Al. Yes it is and know I also know that my parents knew a lot more about what I was up to than I thought they did. It just the circle of life and we all have to go through it.