You are going to be ten this month. Although I am excited for you and I know you are growing into a young lady I do not envy you this time period. Nowadays they are referred to as the "Tween" years. They are fun years and they are awful years. I myself spent three years of middle school trying to convince people I was a girl. (It's true. I haven't mentioned it before. I try to block it out.)
They are fun years because you can do more and more things by yourself like bake brownies and ride around the neighborhood on your bike.
They are crappy years because your body has been taken over by hormones and it doesn't always look, feel, or act they way you want it to.
They are fun years because you can begin to make friends you will have your whole life. They will remember fondly the pimple so big it got its own name and the awful shoes you insisted on wearing.
They are crappy years because kids your age can be cruel when they don't know any other way to get over their own insecurities. They can tease people who don't deserve it. It's because they are worried about their own problems, but that is hard to remember sometimes.
I am looking forward to being able to to share interests with you and be the mom of a young lady.
I am not looking forward to your unpredictable reactions to rational statements like, "We are out of orange juice." I am not looking forward to seeing who wins the "eye rolling" battle. (I will win. It will be ugly.)
I do want you to know though that this too shall pass. You won't always be a tween. Your body doesn't want to betray you for the rest of your life. I want you to know that although my role in your life may be changing I have never loved you more. In a few short years your body will emerge from this awkward phase and you will be even more beautiful inside and out.
So when things seem impossible and depressing and confusing, remember I am here and I love you. My lap will still hold you. And remember when I am invading your space and infuriating you with my rules - that's my job.
Also remember your brother, Tanner, has vowed to beat the crap out of any boy you ever bring home, so pick a large one! (In a few years!)
Got any funny/awkward tween memories you care to share?