Being the mother of teenager’s means there
is never enough food in the refrigerator. Or if there is enough food, it isn’t
the right food. Or if there is enough food in the fridge and it is the right
food, it won’t be there for very long. So, being a mother of teenagers means
basically means becoming good friends with your neighbourhood grocery store
cashiers. Treat them well; you’ll be seeing each other
often.
Now you might actually think there is
enough food in the fridge, or the cupboard, because there are cereal boxes and
cracker packages and the plastic wrap from bread loaves. Don’t be fooled. These
are all empty. They have simply been put back on the shelf empty because being
the mother of teenagers means having perpetually empty garbage cans and a house
strewn with the garbage that should be filling them.
The ice cube trays are put back in the
freezer empty, the peanut butter jar, the jug of iced tea. All empty. Or,
miracle of miracles, if you really do have a well-stocked fridge and
cupboard for a day, your teenagers will promptly bring over friends, and it is
back to the grocery store for you.
Being the mother of teenagers means
learning a whole new language (bae, Instagram, yolo? Anyone?), listening to new
music, discovering new fashion trends, learning about new apps, all the while
realizing that while you used to be rather intelligent, even heroic in the eyes
of your kids, now you know nothing.
Being the mother of teenagers means you
return to the sleepless nights of being the mother of infants. If you’re lucky,
you slept through the night when the kids were 5-12 years old. But now? You
stay up late, wondering what they are doing or waiting for the magic witching
hour when they arrive home. That hour comes after your bedtime, no matter what
your bedtime is.
When you do sleep, you worry and wonder and
hope and replay conversations, turning them over and over to learn what you
could have done differently, what you should do differently next time. Your
mind swells proud with the clever and kind things the teens did today, the hilarious
stories they told, the creative solution they used to solve a problem.
But above all, besides being hungry or
constantly at the grocery store, clueless, tired, and proud, being the mother
of teenagers means holding your breath and praying like mad.
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