One of my two daughters is what we call in the south “A Pistol”. She came out making noise and practically sparkling and she hasn’t changed much since.
When she was four she was standing on our stairs dressed for dance class in her little lavender leotard and tiny ballet slippers. I was convincing her that it was imperative to get in the car so we could get to her lesson on time.
She extended her arm, raised her index finger heavenward, and rotated her head and finger simultaneously as she said, “Nobody tells Pooty Knickerbocker what to do!” (Her name is not Pooty Knickerbocker.)
Since my daughter has hit puberty, I’ve noticed a real jump in maturity. She’s taking better care of her hair and hygiene, if not her room. She’s fun to hang out with. She’s focused on her school work. She’s good company.
The only teeny weeny, itsy bitsy problem is that every month for two or three days, she’s a raging hormonal wildebeest. It’s like trying to parent a pimply, screaming rhino in mid-charge. A rhino who’s PANTS DON’T FIT, and who only has clothes that are STUPID AND UGLY.
Last week, my beautiful sweet girl yelled she didn’t want ICE CREAM FROM SWEET FROG. It needed to be ICE CREAM FROM McDONALD’S. Then there was some whimpering from the fetal position and no ice cream at all, Missy.
I pointed to my sides above my hipbones and asked if she felt funny right there. NO, OF COURSE NOT! Well, maybe.
I told her to take a bath and a nap before dinner. Later she came downstairs all smiles, Doctor Hyde transformed back to Miss Jekyl. “Hey, Mom, I just started my period. I’m really surprised!”
I was somewhat less surprised.
For me, part of parenting a young teen girl effectively is realizing when some bad behavior is due to an overwhelming wave of estrogen and what is just bad behavior. Of course, she needs to learn to deal with her PMS and manage her strong feelings. Part of handling this is being aware.
I think the thing that helped me know when I was heading into the Danger Zone was accurate tracking of my cycle. This week I told my daughter to download one of the many period-tracking apps available. She’s got one on her iPod.
Here’s hoping that in November that she’ll realize it’s time to go in the Red Tent and medicate herself with naps, baths and chocolate.
Again, getting through this time with everyone alive and liking each other comes down to communicating and having the right information. To prepare for the questions every young woman has about her changing body, visit Kotex site for tweens. It’s been a great reference for both of us.
There’s also a good Kotex site called Hello Period just for tweens and teens.
I’ve laid in a healthy supply of chocolate. Perhaps I’ll even share with her!
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