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As the mom of teenagers, this is a topic I’ve had to deal with already even though I wasn’t all that keen on it to be honest. Much as they hated it, I sat down with the boys and had a frank discussion about this with them and thought I would share some pointers with you as well!
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Warning: This is a rant post. I’m extremely agitated, I am extremely angry, and there will be cursing, screaming and teeth grinding. Continue at your own risk.
I’ve had a difficult time relating to my boys in the 15 years that they have been on this earth. Everything just came more natural with my daughter, simply because she was a girl I suppose. There have been days where I just didn’t get them you know? Over the past several years, I have watched each of them grow into the young men that they are becoming. I want to be a part of their lives, but most of the time I’m relegated to the sidelines because let’s face it – me on a skateboard is a recipe for disaster.
So I sat back, and I just watched. I observed. I learned. Boys are different from girls. Where my daughter would come and talk to me about most anything, I had to watch and see what was going on with the boys and attempt to get them to open up and talk to me about how they were feeling. It hasn’t always been an easy task, and more often than not all I would get is a few mumbles that were impossible to understand.