Quick update!
October 1st, 2006 11:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I *am* alive and well, though my moods are so widely variable that it's sometimes hard to tell. The Fall quarter began on Thursday and that makes my work life so busy, busy, busy. I was a pirate wench at the Lake Casitas Pirate Festival last weekend, flirting like crazy (right next to my patient husband!) with all the handsome, sexy, roguish, rakish pirate men walking around. That was a good day with Kidlet... she and her friend were having a ball being as wenchy as they could, little vixens. I sent them off with proper cautions and I think they learned a bit about rebuffing unwanted advances. Once I hovered near when I overheard some guy trying his best to engage them in bawdy conversation, signalling "Do you need a rescue?" as clearly as I could, but was waved away. Then as I departed she called out "Bye Mom!" so that the pervy guy was nonplussed and then tried to play it up to mom. Kidlet and friend giggled wildly over that exploit. *Shakes head*
Otherwise, though, I'm still not adapting well to the teenage crisis. There are some good days like above, and lots of bad, completely shut away, uncommunicative days. How many hours can she stay locked in her room watching Buffy and Angel? Indefinitely, apparently. Everybody I know tells me it will pass, it's the age, it's a phase. My own mind says I've failed utterly and have lost her completely, that the biggest mistakes I ever made were coming on line four years ago and buying her that damn DVD player/TV for her room last year. Two nights ago I teasingly told her I didn't like this growing up stuff, and when were we going to play a game together again? And she replied that I had my chance but I turned away when I started doing nothing but playing on my computer, and now it's too late. OUCH.
And so it goes. Been falling asleep early, wanting to hide in fics while wanting to hurl the laptop across the room, and crawling in bed with the cats whenever it gets too much. Swinging from deeply depressed to a rebound back to my optimistic, this *will* get better, self. Getting dizzy from the swinging.
Sorry, not my usual fare here. *Sigh* Better next time, I hope!
Otherwise, though, I'm still not adapting well to the teenage crisis. There are some good days like above, and lots of bad, completely shut away, uncommunicative days. How many hours can she stay locked in her room watching Buffy and Angel? Indefinitely, apparently. Everybody I know tells me it will pass, it's the age, it's a phase. My own mind says I've failed utterly and have lost her completely, that the biggest mistakes I ever made were coming on line four years ago and buying her that damn DVD player/TV for her room last year. Two nights ago I teasingly told her I didn't like this growing up stuff, and when were we going to play a game together again? And she replied that I had my chance but I turned away when I started doing nothing but playing on my computer, and now it's too late. OUCH.
And so it goes. Been falling asleep early, wanting to hide in fics while wanting to hurl the laptop across the room, and crawling in bed with the cats whenever it gets too much. Swinging from deeply depressed to a rebound back to my optimistic, this *will* get better, self. Getting dizzy from the swinging.
Sorry, not my usual fare here. *Sigh* Better next time, I hope!
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Date: October 1st, 2006 08:34 pm (UTC)By their nature teenagers are like that, its part of growing up. And trust me it sucks on the teenagers side too. It doesn't matter how much you say you are there for them, they'll always believe you wont understand what they are feeling.
Just stay open, enjoy the good days and don't shut her out when she come she finally comes to you.
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Date: October 2nd, 2006 11:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: October 1st, 2006 09:43 pm (UTC)::hugs:: Hang on in there.
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Date: October 2nd, 2006 11:40 pm (UTC)That's a great way to put it! Thanks so much, Sarah, for putting a positive outlook on it. It's so weird -- I do remember all of this, and of course I rebelled in my own fashion (I snuck around a lot; I was just much more secretive about it all than Kidlet is... so far), but for some insane reason I thought it would be different for *me*. *headdesk* Nope, we have regular old rebellion going on even for me, and you nailed it... she's rebelling just fine. ***hugs***
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Date: October 2nd, 2006 11:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: October 1st, 2006 09:45 pm (UTC)Don't feel bad about the DVD player. When I was a teenager I'd spend hours alone in my room with _nothing_. I'd sleep or stare at the ceiling. Maybe she just needs a lot of uninterrupted time to process all the normal changes in her life right now. Maybe every teenager on earth goes through them, but it's still the first time for her, and it's strange and kind of scary.
((((Sally)))) She's going to be fine, because _you_ are her mom.
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Date: October 2nd, 2006 11:44 pm (UTC)***Hugs*** Thanks for the nice words, honey!
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Date: October 2nd, 2006 03:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: October 2nd, 2006 11:49 pm (UTC)I love your icon! It's funny, shortly after I posted this I went out on an errand and "Let It Be" came on the radio -- it went a long way toward pulling me out of my funk. Why *don't* they listen to the Beatles? Don't they know good music when they hear it??? LOL!
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Date: October 3rd, 2006 05:06 am (UTC)As far as the blaming you. Don't buy it. It's a test and a trick and maybe she feels it but realy this all comes from her choices. If I didn't have the Princelings right now, Eldest's garbage would be hitting me worse. All I can do is check in, and not shut him out if he comes to his senses. You can't chase her down. Just be yourself. You have to live your life too, just keep the door open.
*hugs*
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Date: October 6th, 2006 11:32 pm (UTC)Thanks for your supportive and understanding words. I'm sorry to hear that's how it is with Eldest -- I suspect he will come around in time. Not from experience, of course, but that is what I hear from other parents. Yep, we have to sort of abide through all of this, and keep the door open, and especially keep the lines of communication open. It's a bit of a hard abiding, though, isn't it?
*Hugs* back -- you hang in there, and I will too.