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	<title>WIRL Project &#187; Teenager</title>
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		<title>9 Going on 16&#8230;.What It&#8217;s REALLY Like!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2015 16:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#160; My sweet, sweet little girl….yea right!!! Her teachers and other moms always tell me what a sweet girl she is. I just laugh. I laugh, but want to cry. She isn’t like that with me!! What the hell? It is like she is Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. One minute, she is sweet and nice to me (usually when she wants something), then when she realizes she isn&#8217;t going to get what she wants, she starts whining and her voice gets high pitch and I have no idea what the hell she is saying. Whatever that sound she makes, it hurts my ears and I just wish she would just go away. Disappear until she returns back to normal. I wish I had some magic powder to sprinkle on her to make her act normal and not so dramatic all the time. &#8220;But WHYYYY can&#8217;t  I go, mom?? WHYYYY?  I just HAAVE to go!&#8221; All of her words have to be drawn out and SO dramatic. The arguing, fighting, screaming, whining, and snotty attitude is draining!! I know you moms out there with girls feel the same way. I did it to my mom (payback is a bitch) and I am sure my daughter’s daughter will do it to her. It is like she has something against me. I know! It is because I am her MOM. I don’t have to do anything, except talk or breathe and she thinks I am wrong.  I am the one who carried you for 9 damn months and went through labor! I am the one that was up with you all those long nights when you were teething. Who do you come to when you are sick or hurt? YOUR MOM. I love how I try and give her advice about friendships or about anything and she continues to tell me how I don’t know what I am talking about. Really, girl?? I don’t know what I am talking about?? You are 9!! You have no idea, NO idea!! But, hey! If I want to know the truth about how I really look, she won’t hold back. She has NO problem telling me when I look fat, old, pale, or when my hair needs to be done. Let’s talk about mornings…. Trying to get her ready for school every single morning, is a struggle. I just LOVE starting my day off by arguing with my 9 year old over what she wants to eat for breakfast or what shoes she wants to wear that day. I just LOVE it…..NOT!! I think she secretly loves to make my life hard. I really think she loves to push my buttons. I have to say, she is brave, really brave, doing that before my coffee in the morning. I don&#8217;t dare take her around that Justice store anymore! I get a headache in that damn place. Glitter, glitter, sparkles, short shorts, crop tops. Sorry, my 9 year old shouldn&#8217;t blind people with her clothes. Plus, the quality of those clothes are horrible. And EVERYTHING is MY fault. Anything bad that happens to her &#8212; is MY fault. She blames ME for when SHE trips on her own shoes in the hallway. “Why didn’t you tell me to pick these up? It is your fault I tripped over them” “Why didn’t you get me up earlier to get ready for school? It is YOUR fault I am late.” MY fault, MY fault…It is ALL my freaking fault! Little BRAT &#8212; I tell ya! I think a demon lives inside her. But, it ONLY comes out when she is really tired or really hungry. Her voice gets really low and her eyes get this evil look. Right away, I know to grab food and make her eat it right away! “Calm the demon, calm the demon!” Basically, I am just screwed. Anything I say or do won’t ever be good enough for my daughter. She will always compare me to other moms and always argue with me. I just have to accept it and wait. Wait until the day she experiences her own life and after she has her own kids. Then, she will realize what I had to go through. And, payback is a bitch! &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160; &#160;]]></description>
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		<title>Raising Teenagers with Technology</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2015 14:00:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My husband (Dave) and I are very lucky to have close friends that have children around the same age as our 14 year old daughter, Devon. We get to share our concerns and frustrations with our friends as we know that they’re experiencing the same things with their children, or will be in the near future. A common topic that we discuss is how scary it is to raise a teenager in the twenty-teens (isn’t that odd to say, the twenty-teens!?!) Along with all of the worries that our parents had when raising us, we now have the added worries of technology and social media. I was 16 when I got a cell phone, it was the Nokia 5110, the one that you’d make a stop a Radio Shack to pick up a new cover when you wanted to “change things up”. I had my cell phone “just in case” I had an emergency while away from my parents. There was no such thing as unlimited texting back then and we certainly could not send pictures! Now most teenagers have Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and SnapChat literally at their fingertips 24/7. So where do we, as parents, draw the privacy line? We got Devon a cell phone last year when she was starting to babysit. Since most people (ourselves included) do not have home phones anymore, it was very important for her to have away to get a hold of us if she needed to while she was watching some the little ones. One of our rules when we got her phone was that whenever we ask for her phone, she hands it over, no questions asked, no time to close out of what she’s looking at or to delete recent texts. We check her phone often. We know who she is texting and what she’s talking about. Do we believe she should have privacy? Of course, but we also believe that as parents of a 14 year old, we need to be PARENTS. We’re very lucky that Devon hasn’t asked for a Facebook account. We’ve actually talked about it several times and she has no interest. I know that will change and it’s only a matter of time, but when she does, she will know what our rules on Facebook will be. She’ll know that Dave and I will have her password and that we’ll be checking her account regularly. I truly believe that at 14, she does not need complete privacy when it comes to social media. She should not be putting things out online that she would be embarrassed for her parents to see and read. When she asks to start a Twitter or Instagram account, she will have the same rules. Dave and I will have complete access to her account. SnapChat scares the you know what out of me, and I don’t think that we would allow her to have a SnapChat account anytime soon. Honestly, why would a 14 year old need to send pictures that automatically get deleted after so many seconds? It sounds like a bad idea to me! I would LOVE to hear how other parents are raising their teens with technology. What scares you the most? What are your house rules for social media?]]></description>
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