So now that I have a teenage daughter and a few more grey hairs what does this mean? I have long stopped deluding myself with fantasies of a perfectly behaved teenager, who holds back on the make up and doesn't ogle over all the boys in the latest boy band. Gone are the days of me having a closet full of clothing and accessories to myself. Forget having to tell her to go and bathe, now I have to tell her if she washes anymore she'll have no skin left! But all moaning aside, I am so grateful that my baby has grown into a beautiful teen.
|Posted this picture for her birthday|
When I was 20 weeks pregnant with my teen princess, I thought that I would be re-living the same traumatic experience I had with Reanne (see my earlier post, Love & Loss). I was taken to hospital in an ambulance brought into surgery to have a cervical stitch, and given drugs to stop any pending contractions. Every day from then until the moment of her birth I worried that I would lose her. Unfortunately that worry never goes away, but it does make me grateful for every moment, every smile, every hug and even every tantrum. She is a true blessing.
One of her birthday gifts, as she loves singing so much, is a pop star experience day plus dance workshop at scream studios in South London. Watch this space as I will be reviewing the experience on the blog x