Saturday, February 25, 2006

Oh no not again........I'm not ready!

For the last 14 years I have had the sweetest baby girl in the world, she was the safe harbor I turned to when her two older sisters challenged my very limits. (Dark Side.....remember girls ages 14 until 20! lol) When my two older drama princesses would either anger or worry me to my breaking point, I could look into the sweet face of my baby girl and say, "I remember when your sisters were as sweet as you!!" Rachel's inner light could illuminate the darkest places. She was good and kind and a total joy to be around and absolutely no drama.......Boy has that all changed.....she's now 14!!!! (The beginning of the dark side)

She has said things to me and shown new sides to her personality and I thought I had trouble before! lol  Tonight was all tears for her.....and anytime I asked what was wrong I got the Marlene Dietrich answer outta her.."I want to be alone" So I think OK, she'll talk when she's ready....or she'll spew green funk like in the exorcist! lol It started about 2 months ago.... At first I contributed it to hormones...I know about hormones.......I am a woman after all and I've raised two other girls to womanhood.

Last week we went shopping for a dress for the Turn-About-Dance.......it's her first formal dance at school that she actually wants to attend. It's a dance where the girls can ask the guys to go.......older generations know it as the "Sadie Hawkins" dance. I'm thinking ok child, your sisters did the dances at school so if you wanna go, we will buy you a dress....I sent her shopping with her 15 year old cousin so she couldn't torment me with shop to shop, dress to dress...just call me when you have decided which dress you want.

I get the call, "Mom I found the perfect dress at Marshall Fields come see it!" Well I thought it was nothing but smooth sailing after this right???? WRONG!!!! It's a lovely dress, it really is but boy does it show that there is a young woman in there quickly emerging! Where did my baby girl go??? Her Father is either going to have a heart attack when he sees that dress on his baby girl or a fit.......the heart attack I can handle! lol

So I try to get her to look at other dresses.......the one she wants is va va vooooom red.....tastefully cut to accentuate her cute figure, but I'm not ready for the world to see my woman/child daughter, not my baby, not yet! So every dress I pick out she either rolls her eyes or says "Pahleeeeeeze!" kinda like the "as if" factor. We both are quickly loosing our patience with one another.....I pick out another red dress, just not so vavoooom and she's says to me "I don't want that dress, I want this one (The one she is holding onto tightly) and if you buy that other dress I won't wear it, in fact I won't even go to the dance!!!)  Alien!!! Where is my sweet baby girl and what did you do with her????? Counting to 10 was not even an option to me! So I said, "Don't you go getting all DIVA on me child!!!!" and you know what she says to me????  "Well, I learned it from the best didn't I?" touche.....lil one touche! She got me there! lol

It's going to be a L O N G
  seven years! And Dad's verdict on the dress......he was hoping for something a lil more Amish Frock! lol  AS IF!!!! lol lol lol

If you want to read another exchange with one of my older daughters around the same age as Rach......you might enjoy this read...  (link~~~>)  Age Old Battle

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Anonymous said...

I so enjoyed this story.  I have one more girl to go through the other is 21 and married now and my little one is going to be four this March.  Boy, i sure hope I can survive lol.  Take care and hope your daughter has a great time at the dance.  I remember the school dances.  smiles.  TerryAnn.

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Anonymous said...

Oh you sure do sound like you have a handful there. Besides it being a long seven years looks like it might also be an interesting seven years...
  ~Brooke

Anonymous said...

You will get through this. I swear you will!
Shadie

Anonymous said...

Teenagers-aren't they fun? LOL ~Diane~ http://journals.aol.com/dizarra/StorysFromtheCityTalesFromtheSea                                                                                                    

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Anonymous said...

Brings back memories, but with the boys, it was more about shoes...and pretending that didn't know who I was in public.  wonderful entry.

Anonymous said...

I call 14 to 20...Satan's age!!! It's like they change into something totally different!!!! Like you said... Alien!! They can get you rattled a bit!!! http://journals.aol.com/shayshaydc/Golfaholic
Sharon:)

Anonymous said...

All of your kids are gorgeous so I can just imagine how great she looks in a red dress.  The movie "Jezebel" comes to mind LOL....she's trying to come into her own right now as all teens do...just be there to guide her gently dear...Sandi

Anonymous said...

It's amazing we parents actually emerge with our sanity in tact...well some of it...by the time 14 turns 21.  Many years ago Sam and I ran into a friend who was a new father, for the second time.  Our friend marvelled at how 'They grow up so fast,' to which Sam flatly replied, 'Not fast enough.'

Oh, I feel for you.  Thankfully the reward is they do grow up and have children of their own.   I am so looking forward to my grand daughter's teen years.  :)

Thanks for dropping by my journal...I'll be back.

Dona
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