I'm holding on to these. I hope they do too.

Some days parenting teens is hard work. Really. hard. work.

Some days I think I just can't do it. I feel sorry for myself that I have no-one to hand over the reins to. No-one to back me up. Not even grand parents. I just want to go to bed, pull the covers over my head and hibernate for 5 years or so.  I don't want to see another eye-roll or hear a bored, 'you're so last century' tone again for even longer than that.


Then I came across these photos on my camera and realized we have a lot of fun too.

I want to hang on to these moments, these memories.  I hope they're the memories my teens will have of their teen years when they're adults.  Not the grumpy mother moments.

And gentler moments like this.  (Em took this of Davey and me on our recent camping trip.  I'm still convinced I'm taller than Davey.  I am.  Really.  I am.)

Comments

[Daisy]

You're taller. He's standing on the taller part of the sand. :)

[Ali]

Phew! Thanks for the reassurance Daisy.