Oh Ellie I so understand what you have been going through with Teenager Blues however I regard this subject as a rite of passage (according to dictionary – a ceremony or event marking an important stage in someone’s life, esp. birth, puberty, marriage, and death) and in your case it’s the P word and all of us go through it albeit at different levels of inflicted pain. However having had 3 children giving me 21 years of teenage experience, and come out the other side with the children bearing no close resemblance to a devil, plus I am still managing to hang on to a certain level of sanity, I can promise you that it is like child birth…..during it, all you want is someone to give you pain relief, but afterwards the memory fades and all you can remember is the gorgeous bundle of love you now hold. 13 years later you enter a similar period but once through it you won’t remember how bad it was! I am sure my kids were all awful but all I can remember is how they are now and the pictures around the house of them at earlier stages seem to depict little angels!!
You may have gathered that I have not mentioned my fourth child and that is because he is still a teenager for 2 more years as he recently turned 18 years. Now here is another little phase you have yet to face as at 18 they seem to believe that they are completely grown up and you now can’t tell them anything and parents are a thing of the past. Most conversations at this age seem to be about money and going out. We had one of these weekends with our youngest son (YS) who went to London with some friends to attend a party that the hosts’ parents did not know was happening (they were abroad!). However it was the Sunday that proved a problem. As sensible parents (OH and I) looked out the window, saw the weather conditions and tried to get hold of YS however you may have realised by now that, if your teenager owns a mobile phone, it is not so that they can communicate with parents! The other thing with teenagers is that they go into a zone of having a good time and nothing can get in the way and they are oblivious to the rest of the world. YS eventually sent us a text giving us a muddled plan of his day, I say muddled because it then changed every hour however it ended badly as at 7.30 pm he was watching a movie in a cinema in Fulham, the trains back to school were not running well, the District and Circle lines were closed and he had to be back at school by 10 pm! There was a heated exchange of texts, the OH had a sense of humour failure early on (I joined him later) and we left YS to his own devices. They made it to Oxford by 11 pm but were told there were no trains to the local stop and so it was a very slow bus……..I have no idea what then happened but they got back, were reprimanded by the housemaster for not communicating i.e. all adults involved were having a tiresome evening worrying but they did not think to communicate!! So Ellie lack of communication or at least lack of the type of communication that you want is inevitable. They think that we are interfering and we think that we are just being caring parents – no-one is a winner! But it does all end well and where would we be without them to tell us how to work all our modern gadgets!
I have not mentioned the ‘S’ word yet and it seems to be dominating our every conversation…..SNOW (not SEX for once). The snow falls and the British hit the supermarket to panic shop as we don’t want to be caught out with no food! Our local Waitrose on Friday was twice as bad as on Christmas Eve. Milk and bread shelves were virtually empty, and interestingly there seemed to have been a run on books, obviously everyone was expecting to be house bound for weeks ahead! One friend of mine told me that she was not going to attempt the shops and so it was a good time for her to start the 5:2 Fasting diet which was being serialised in the Sunday Times. Personally I just hit the carbs as the temperature drops so recipes like Grace’s Maple syprup & Pecan Pudding absolutely hits my ‘T’ spot (Tummy spot easier to find and satisfy than the other well known spot named by a single letter!!) Apart from temperature, grumpy teenagers are also known to aggravate my ‘T’ spot so I feel I have appropriately named this part.
So I leave you with this thought: Temperature & Teenagers can seriously activate the ‘T’ spot!!
Off to the kitchen for another hit of carbs....ANNABEL