I’m a Tween’s Worst Nightmare

Bridget just turned 10. Claire has 12 in her sniper sights.

I’ve had a few epic fails recently, which I won’t detail in order to protect tween privacy. But one of my less epic fails was attempting to kiss Bridget in public. It went something like this:

Me moving in for the kiss…
And … get out of my space mom because YUCK!

Later that night she asked if she could sit in my recliner with me to watch American Idol (go Alex!). It was snuggle heaven.

But, holy whiplash.

So I looved this article by Katie Fairlie, Top 9 Tips for Parenting Tweens (ages 9 to 13) because I need all the help I can get. Have a look.

My favorite suggestion?

“Try to set clear, logical limits, together. Be reasonable, flexible and ask for your child’s input and you are more likely to get a positive result, even if they chuck a wobbly at first.”

“Chuck a wobbly” is now a permanent part of my vernacular! Onward ho, intrepid tween parents. xo S

6 thoughts on “I’m a Tween’s Worst Nightmare”

  1. Ouch. Welcome to the world of “I love you, but please don’t make me show it”. Ugh. It gets worse, but then it gets better. Silver linings!

  2. Mine are 16 & 18 and it’s starting to get to the point where they don’t even acknowledge my presence, let alone allow a kiss! Teens are tough……but from what I hear (from my sisters) it gets better when they hit their early 20’s!

  3. Oh I can so relate to the no kisses in public but being oh so keen for attention and snuggles in private. 🙂

    Glad you liked the post, I don’t have any magical answers, and there are many wobblies chucked in my house, but hopefully we can all muddle through this together!

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