Rockin’ This Mom Thing!

Most often I feel as though I’m treading water in the parenting pool. I’ve got my head above water, and that’s about as good as it’s gonna get. And then every once in a great while, I get something right and am able to just float for a while, enjoying the weightlessness of my worries and the sun on my face. This past week I experienced that glorious sensation — twice!

First, I have to tell you that Story has hit puberty. If you have had a daughter go through puberty, you understand my upside-down world. Some days, she is a completely different person. The little girl who rarely cried even when having a tantrum suddenly bursts into tears when a sad song comes on the radio. In all honesty, I don’t know how to deal with this.

But, I always told myself that when I had a daughter, I would be completely open and honest with her about the changes happening to her body and help her through this awful, awful time in her life. I didn’t expect my openness and honesty to be flat-out rejected. “MOM! I don’t want to talk about that! Just leave me alone!” met every attempt I made to prepare her for puberty. Granted, after the lizard sex episode, I’ve been a little unsure of my ability to convey information appropriately, so I haven’t pressed this issue.

You can imagine my surprise when (1) Story asked me to turn off the radio, and (2) when she began asking me questions about menstruation. Without prompting. And I have to say, I nailed it! By the end we were both laughing, and I feel like she is more comfortable talking with me about it.

On Wednesday, we had a Terrari and the Fairy gig, and Story got to come along with me. To say she was excited would be an understatement. She had no idea what she was supposed to do, so we had a long discussion about what it meant to be professional and how she was supposed to encourage people to be creative while not telling them HOW to be creative. She had a little trouble with this last part, but by the end of the night had it down. As we were packing up, she said, “Mom, I’m going to own my own business too when I grow up.” I couldn’t help but be proud of how well Ali and I are modeling entrepreneurship for the girls.

We’re rockin’ this mom thing! At least for the moment.