How to Talk to Teenagers

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I was talking to a friend who is also a mom. She was concerned about her daughter and who she’s been hanging out with at school and on weekends. My friend is divorced, so half the time she has absolutely no control over her child’s social activities. (The father is much looser with supervision).

We discussed the challenges of parenthood in an age where our kids can maintain a full social calendar in virtual reality.

We discussed peer pressure. Cattiness. Meanness.

We discussed drug and alcohol abuse among 13 (yes, 13) year-olds.

We discussed how kids are sneaking out of the house at 1am and trespassing in other people’s yards and pools. Here in Arizona  America, where guns are ubiquitous, I can see someone shooting one of these kids in the dark. Absolutely. Unfortunately.

We discussed the very fine line between parenting and controlling.

I thought to myself, how lucky I am to have daughters who get excellent grades and work hard at everything. How lucky I am to have daughters who talk to me, show me silly Instagram posts and get along with each other so well.

And then I realized that I rarely tell them this. I think it a lot. I tell my friends and family. But I don’t tell my daughters to their face how I know it’s challenging to be them right now. I don’t acknowledge the dangers, pitfalls and temptations that they have in terms of technology, risky behavior and drugs. Instead, I tell them to not buy into society’s pressures to be “pretty” and primp in front of the mirror. I tell them that they need to learn how to manage money, or it will manage them. I tell them it’s important to get good grades and do well in music so that they can get college scholarships.

But today, I acknowledged them. I acknowledged the hard work, the struggle, the pain…and that I appreciate their fight. The 13-year-old looked me straight in the eyes and said, “I love you, mom.”

 

 

11 thoughts on “How to Talk to Teenagers”

  1. Wow, I can tell you truly are an amazing mother! I am a teenager, and your daughter should be proud to have you as a mother. It was truly nice of you to giver her recognition, in a world where us, teens, are subjects of so much pressure. Nice post!

    I am new to the “blog world,” mind checking some of my own posts? Would really appreciate it

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  3. I know I can be an absolute brat to my dad sometimes and forget to tell him how much I love him. However since I realised I’m scooting off to uni next year and leaving him all on his lonesome, I’ve been going back to 8 year-old mode – making sure we get goodnight hugs and kisses every night 🙂

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  6. You are indeed a lucky mom, and no doubt a good one. Few moms can say that about their kids. I was that daughter to my mom. Still am. My greatest fear with children is that I won’t have that “luck” should I have any.

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    1. Alexis, I hope you become a mother someday. You are already thinking about being a good one, which leads me to believe you will be an excellent one! It’s not about luck, as you know. It’s really hard work.

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