You’re Crying at What?

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Two nights ago, I had to work late.  When I got home, I went around the house to see the girls and find out how their days were.  When I found Brooke (our 15 yr. old), she was in her room.  As I walked into her room, she was sitting on her bed crying.  I don’t mean just a small tear running down your face crying – she was CRYING.  Mascara was all underneath her eyes and running down her cheeks.  Her face was visibly wet with tears.

Our exchange went a little something like this:

Me: Hey baby…are you crying?

She nods her head yes.

Me:  Oh no!  Honey why are you crying?  Are you okay?……(then I see that she is watching something on her phone)  Are you watching something sad on Netflix?

Brooke:  Yes (sniff, cry, sniff, cry)

Me:  What is it?  Are you watching a show?

Brooke: No….. (cry, cry, cry)

Me:  Why are you crying then?

Brooke:  It’s Michelle Obama…… (cry, cry, cry).  I just miss her so much.

Me:  Did something happen to Michelle Obama?

Brooke:  No (the crying continues)

Me:  Then why are you crying?

Brooke:  She’s not First Lady anymore……..  I just miss her so much……

Me:  We all do……..but she’s not dead.  You can still follow her life.  It’s really going to be okay……  We can maybe even try to see her speak some time……???

I am SO in unchartered waters here!  Brooke goes on to tell me that she was watching a speech that Michelle Obama had given and got sad.  Disclaimer:  she was having her “womanly week,” and said she was feeling very emotional.  I’ll say!  Who else do you know that is crying about Michelle Obama no longer being First Lady.  Oh wait.  That would be the majority of Americans!

When I say raising teenage girls is hard, that’s probably the biggest understatement of my life!  It’s kind of like tip-toeing through a field of glass and rattle snakes, while trying not to wake up sleeping grizzly bears, and pterodactyls are flying and swooping at your head.  Any false move and you are in grave danger.  Don’t make eye contact.  Don’t even sneeze!  Try not to breath, or if you HAVE to breath, make sure its real shallow breaths that are deathly quiet!  That’s just my Monday evening……

Prayers for sanity please…..

Today, Brooke and her emotional rollercoaster of teenage-dom are my favorites.  Here’s hoping you get to meet Michelle Obama one day! : )

Daily tally:

Avery +4/-2, Brooke +8/-2, Kate +8/-4

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6 thoughts on “You’re Crying at What?

  1. Yes, the paragraph below pretty much sums it up. Can’t imagine two teenage girls in one house not to mention your “smart” 3 year old. I had ONE and I almost didn’t make it. You know some of the stories –and at the time I was pretty close to your mom so she knows a lot, too. All I can say is my prayers are with you. You’re a great mom and you have a lot to be proud of. Enjoy the moments you can. They will outshine those crazy times when spending the winter with a grizzly bear could be more enjoyable! –yes, it might get that bad but you will win. I did!!!

    When I say raising teenage girls is hard, that’s probably the biggest understatement of my life! It’s kind of like tip-toeing through a field of glass and rattle snakes, while trying not to wake up sleeping grizzly bears, and pterodactyls are flying and swooping at your head. Any false move and you are in grave danger. Don’t make eye contact. Don’t even sneeze! Try not to breath, or if you HAVE to breath, make sure its real shallow breaths that are deathly quiet!

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