- There are days when, for the life of me, I cannot get my younger daughter to put on her shoes.
- When I see the things I dislike about myself in my older daughter, I react to them with a vengeance.
- I struggle between wanting to raise fit, healthy girls and wanting to let them make choices about their food and activities.
- Some evenings, I come home from work and let them play too long on the iPad, just so I can sneak in a few rounds of Words With Friends and collapse on the couch- only to spend hours after they are asleep going through digital photos of them on the computer.
- Although they still both openly adore me, the days until my daughters find me utterly, embarrassingly uncool are dwindling.
- Whether I tell them "no" or "yes" can depend as much on my mood as it does on the Family Rule.
- My older daughter is getting to an age where girls can get mean. I want to protect her from it, and yet I know that adolescence is itself a rite of passage.
- No matter how many Build-a-Bears they have, they always, always want more.
- Being a role model gets exhausting. Sometimes I relish an evening in a hotel room because it is such a relief to have Pringles for dinner in bed with the TV on.
- My girls are scared by what they see as a world full of problems too big for them to solve. I struggle to keep their hope alive without sheltering them from reality.
Sound familiar?
Wait! If those are your problems and you are gay..then I must be too!!!! Tracy will be surprised to hear that! Being a mom can be a challenge. Being a mom to daughters is even more so! Keep up the good work, and I say bring on the brownies for breakfast and let the kids hop into bed and eat pringles with you!
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