Three teenagers under one roof. They were just babies and toddlers yesterday.
As of this morning I am now the
terrified proud mother of three teenagers. Two boys and one girl. I think I am in for some trouble.
That is if this teenage girl is anything at all like her mother. Early signs have been showing that she can put her
grey haired mother to shame. Can I feel sorry for myself yet? Is this the same little girl who had a horrible case of separation anxiety? One that lasted ummmm... about 13 years? Nursery teachers with 30 years experience had to call in a psychologist to figure out how to deal with her.
Is this the same little girl who was petrified of dogs? The same girl who finally after many years can be in the same room as them.
Is this the little girl who didn't want a training bra and then refused to take it off even at nighttime?
Is this the little girl who used to panic at a little spot of dirt or wetness on her clothing, a panic that promted umpteen clothing changes a day? The same girl who now I have to fight to get any of her clothing into the wash.
Is this the girl who was so tomboyish that she never had any female friends? The same girl who now at times blushes if you bring up the right boy's name.
Is this the same girl who was never interested in any girly talk? The girl who insisted she needed to start removing her leg hair a few months ago?