tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post4228473700141819168..comments2023-10-22T14:46:45.656+01:00Comments on Mad Manic Mamas: The Mysteries of Adulthood...Sazhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04433666175721615185noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-32037601261434033782012-01-24T12:21:21.957+00:002012-01-24T12:21:21.957+00:00Yeah...what we don't appreciate when they are ...Yeah...what we don't appreciate when they are wee is that we are raising them to get to this very moment - the moment when they can spread their wings, become independent and leave us...<br />I have a boomerang 21yr old who leaves and comes back - intermittently. And an 18yr old - who will leave shortly. Makes me want to hold the 14, 11 and 8 yr old a little more tightly...<br />I am glad I've found your blog...sansserifhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16445280597626572292noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-58774749354947314952011-12-22T21:39:28.853+00:002011-12-22T21:39:28.853+00:00They are a strange breed for sure and I sometimes ...They are a strange breed for sure and I sometimes wonder if my 16yr old is actually mine, so little do I understand her ! But I remember her birth and then I realise...yes she is mine and I'm stuck with her ! It isn't all bad though there are moments when she listens to me and appreciates my 'wise words'....then the second passes ;) but she's still adorable :)PoshBirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02849641884587174138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-52168191368573501262011-11-28T12:51:53.858+00:002011-11-28T12:51:53.858+00:00Right now my eldest teenager, a boy not yet a man,...Right now my eldest teenager, a boy not yet a man, 17 going on 5, is TERRIBLE! Conflict at every corner, mood swings enough to make you sick, doing all sorts of things I really wish I didn't even have an inkling about. Due to a false start at 6th form we are starting again so ! I have another 2 years, actually 18months really, before he leaves home and I cant wait ( this upsets me terribly)Mrs Worthingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05117989108197225509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-14488634476397767782011-11-25T08:59:31.407+00:002011-11-25T08:59:31.407+00:00I too am crossing my fingers that I have done a &#...I too am crossing my fingers that I have done a 'good enough' job: Eldest departs for university next year. Since I will then still have one teenager at home I'm hoping to get used to their departure...hausfrauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05311075972682014843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-23972984353653694422011-11-23T20:54:05.104+00:002011-11-23T20:54:05.104+00:00Oh how I hear you ! I've dreaded every changi...Oh how I hear you ! I've dreaded every changing stage as they grow up but coped with it all but this is the worst - when they leave home. But you know, I'm preparing as they do !BadPennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09889591351222591488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-45724729341389962662011-11-22T23:16:47.030+00:002011-11-22T23:16:47.030+00:00We've just been through the reality check of a...We've just been through the reality check of acknowledging that our middle one won't spend time here any more other than as an occasional guest. We have therefore turned her room from the pit that it was into something which guests (including her) might inhabit. She was back this weekend and was much more approving than we thought she would be.<br /><br />Glad I've found this post - it resonates with some thoughts I've been having all weekAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-80161352801095461562011-11-22T22:38:56.662+00:002011-11-22T22:38:56.662+00:00I am *this* close to being at the point of letting...I am *this* close to being at the point of letting him go. Next year, he will leave home for college. I'm not ready. It will be the hardest thing I've ever done. And you are right, all I can do is hope that I've done "good enough."Gigihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05467164195744234746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-79298104853748394092011-11-22T21:09:47.994+00:002011-11-22T21:09:47.994+00:00As we speak, the Queenager is making her way from ...As we speak, the Queenager is making her way from Washington DC to Chicago for Thanksgiving. Not only does she have to travel on the DC Metro for the first time on her own, BUT she has to make sure she goes in the right direction. There is no room for error. Than she has to find her gate, security etc. etc. Needless to say I have been texting her for hours.<br />And breathe....Expat mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17798190669591053390noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-33377415697775713592011-11-22T19:23:33.962+00:002011-11-22T19:23:33.962+00:00Teenage Terrorists!!! Brillant!
Having no kids,I c...Teenage Terrorists!!! Brillant!<br />Having no kids,I can only imagine the ups/downs,highs/lows......and do my best to emphasise! XXXHelgahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06746988714522496958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-4703192204550556852011-11-22T18:51:32.348+00:002011-11-22T18:51:32.348+00:00Oh mine are a few years on from the teenage now an...Oh mine are a few years on from the teenage now and I look at them and think what lovely people they have become and how much I like them as well as love them. I do remember vividly that period when they were teens and you just had to trust you had done a good enough job when they were children and try to let them ago. It was only when they got through to their early twenties that I had such a rush of relief that realised I had been holding my breath for about eight years.Elizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-14857090384079867132011-11-22T17:55:03.319+00:002011-11-22T17:55:03.319+00:00but that's what they do...they make their own ...but that's what they do...they make their own mistakes and right their own wrongs (unless it involves cold hard cash which few of them have access to except thru us). I guess the best we can do is let them fall then help them pick the scabs...yes, I love you thisssssssssss much...so hang in there...<br />SandiSandi McBridehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09033518416111957858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6823681431938282960.post-41494784928673998442011-11-22T17:49:16.739+00:002011-11-22T17:49:16.739+00:00That stage of life for us and them is so bitterswe...That stage of life for us and them is so bittersweet..libbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05552884005601003691noreply@blogger.com