It was about 2 years ago that we sat side by side on my bed talking. About halfway into our conversation I noticed them. The funny thing is I only noticed them because she was wearing a pink shirt and TomGirl has always told us she despises pink.
Before I could stop myself I said "Whoa, where did those come from?" (yes I know,I told you I was subtle).
In my defense, I've known TomGirl most of her life (I met hubby when she was 3) and here she was literally growing up before my eyes. I had just seen her a mere two weeks before and I swear she hadn't uhh matured at that point and TomGirl and I have always shared a close relationship so I guess I was, err, a little suprised by the fact that I hadn't noticed my little girl was turning in to a woman.
Hubby came in to the room just as I made said comment and he gently reminded me that
Since my brilliant comments at the beginning of TomGirl's transition to womanhood I've tried to be much more sensitive to her needs as a young woman .
So late Friday night when she woke me up to tell me she needed some feminine hygiene products I was happy to take her to the store.
"I hope there is a female at the checkstand" she said as we walked to the car.
I chuckled and said "I know, when I was your age I used to be deathly afraid that a man would actually ring up my pads but I'm sure they see that kind of thing every day and don't care too much."
But I made sure we found a female cashier anyway.
The following morning we all enjoyed our Easter festivities and everyone was in great spirits... until the evening.
Thats when it happened.
"WHERE ARE MY CD'S ?" Tomgirl yells at her younger sister GPT.
GPT mumbles something and TomGirl fires back "GAWD , YOU LOSE EVERYTHING, I HATE YOU."
What tha ? That came out of nowhere.
Oh yes, the hormones I thought. Got it. I'll have her apologize to GPT and then we'll go on about our business.
10 minutes later. "GPT YOU HAVE BEEN ON THE COMPUTER FOR TOO LONG, GET OFF. GAWD YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT"
Feeling awful for GPT and not wanting to listen to the drama all night long I said "TomGirl can you cut her some slack you've been on her all night"
"WELL SHE'S SUCH A PEST I CAN'T STAND HER"
"Calm down" I say
Talking a mile a minute TomGirl says "WELL SHE IS...YOU SHOULD SEE HER WHEN WE'RE NOT HERE SHE'S ALWAYS IN MY THINGS AND DRIVING ME NUTS."
She rages for a bit longer and then finally just gave up and went to her room frustrated with us all.
So it ended. Or so I thought.
It began again mid-afternoon Sunday. The crazed , raging, hormonal teen whom no amount of rational coversation could derail from her hormonal warpath.
I have to say I think my oldest stepdaughter is truly one of the coolest kids ever but it got to the point where I wanted to be anywhere she was not.
Sunday night when Hubby returned from taking the girls home he had stories of how TomGirl started again with her sister giving her an emotional beatdown the whole way home and when he intervened the beast was unleashed all over him.
"Good God," I said "Am I this bad?"
"You're worse" he said and then added "Just kidding" (ahh hubby...he missed his calling as a comedian)
Wow, I thought admitting there might be a modicum of truth to hubby's comment. Is this really what I subject Hubby to ?
As we both laid down to relax ,reclaiming our home from raging teens and "active preschoolers" we didn't speak we simply relished in the silence.
As I closed my eyes to go to bed, I wondered if hubby was thinking what I was thinking.
With four females in the family, we'd better buy some stock in this company if we ever want to survive