One of my girls is stuck like glue to the iPad and the other is playing with the dolls saying, “Ya ya ya ya ya!”
I had a conversation with my beautician the other day. Her kids are now tweens. She was telling me how it was the most difficult phase in her parenting journey till now. How kids have a mind of their own, and every reprimand is mentally blown out of proportion. How you have to tread eggshells trying to make them understand the ways of the world.
I see my girls right now and wonder, what will it be like seven to ten years from now when both my kids will be teens. I have to admit, I worry about that phase every single day.
Was it like that when we were teens? Probably must have been. We for one were an exceptionally freedom-loving generation for sure. Our parents must have worried sick about us too. But today the issues are quite different.
Let me put it this way.
I recently came to know of a fifteen-year-old who came to a doctor I know for an abortion, and couldn’t because the pregnancy was already well advanced.
How do I make sure that I empower my kids with the right to discern between the right and the wrong?
How do I make sure that my daughters know how to tell the difference and make the wise choice?
How do I make sure that my daughters know how to stand up for themselves?
I invite discussions on this topic because honestly, I have not a single clue.
Right now though, I just enjoy the babbling of my baby and tell myself that there is still some time.