Well, it happened. I knew it would. I never thought what I would do when it did. I’ve got three kids in puberty. Oh Em Gee.
And I don’t know what to do. We’ve had the talks…I’ve recommended the books. So from a biological standpoint, they understand. But from an emotional standpoint, I’m not sure if they do.
I’m not even sure if I do.
Both girls now have… shall we say…changes occurring in their bodies. BOTH. And you know my thyroid levels still are fluctuating. So we have three hormonal (i.e. cra-cra) women under one roof. And the dog, well…she’s cra-cra too.
I felt so bad for the boy that my first instinct was to buy him those noise cancelling headphones so he can mentally “get away” when he needs too. You see, he’s been asking for for them for more than a year and I’ve refused…but this weekend, I wanted to buy them. I even shopped a bit on line for them. But I didn’t buy them. Yet anyway.
And then I happened to read a blog post from the Mob Society about when boys are approaching puberty. And I felt like she was discussing my son. And I realized, he’s got it too.
Well friends, this is what happens when three children are born in 3.5 years. They do everything together. Even puberty. So I do feel bad for him, because he’s the only male in the house. But I feel really bad for me, because I’m the one who’s supposed to guide them through this process. And so far ya’ll…they ALL want to talk about it. And I think it’s a good thing that we are talking about it…but talking about it kinda makes it real. And secretly between you and me, somedays I’m not ready for the real.
Do you have any advice for me on how to survive the next 5 years or so?