Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts

Monday, 23 July 2012

Conflict...


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How do you deal with conflict?

During the first years of marriage the Silver Fox would throw his hands up in frustration and demand I "fought like a man" His point? Say it and be done with it and move on. I can see the logic in his argument although if the news is anything to go by, some men take this motto too literally. With dire consequences. But the Silver Fox didn't grow up in my house where we were sent "to Coventry". A place of silence.

 Of silence stretching on for days.

And days...

This was how my Mum dealt with conflict. Not very effective in my opinion both then and now. It always seemed to me that she suffered more than me. And I think now what a waste of precious time it was.

Miss T had an issue with her friend. Conflict had arisen and despite best efforts silence was ensuing and others were getting involved. Not on. Look, I have no problem with conflict. It will arise. It is normal. But. It is between the two parties involved. Not Facebook or Tumblr or the grapevine. I demand respect and am happy to guide my teenager and her friend to resolution in a supportive environment. Is that not the least we can do to teach our children? Well, this is my philosophy anyway. I text the other Mummy that we needed to get this sorted. She agreed. One thing I can say about Miss T's friends is that they have wonderful parents. I am lucky. It is not always this way I know. The Mummy and I arranged a meeting time and place with the girls. Miss T was scared but I asked her to trust me and that I was proud of her for trying to resolve this but that it was getting messy and they both needed assistance. I set the rules and asked the other Mum and daughter if they agreed. "I" statements were to be used focusing on the behaviour, not the person or "you said this" type of conversation. Some guidance was needed with reminders to focus on feeling but the conversation flowed over afternoon tea. I am proud of both the girls for being brave and respectful. Is it sorted? Not sure but now there is a greater understanding of feelings and the impact on friendships.

The computer had a big part to play in the continuation of this conflict. It is a different world today with different rules. I am also ever mindful of this and that cyber bullying is on the increase. There are things that can reduce this. Miss T does not have her computer or phone in her bedroom. At all. Or a TV for that matter. I am settled with the knowledge that at 2 am all she is doing is sleeping. For now at least.

I was lucky the other Mummy was so supportive, although I was ever mindful to address the behaviours and facilitate the conversation, not choose sides.  When Miss T was 5 she came home from a very good friend's home saying she had a secret. Hmmm. I managed to get out of her that she and my friend's 8 year old were going to run away. That no one understood them and that this would "show them all". Double Hmmmm!! I rang my friend (bridesmaid at my wedding type of friend) to let her know and that she might want to have a chat with her daughter as I had with mine. She ate me alive! Lost her mind, told me it had come from my child as her child would never talk like that. Ouch! Guess whose daughter ran away?

Think about how you deal with conflict. Not an easy topic, especially if you yourself have had bad experiences. Think about it. Do share

 Ciao for now...


 
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Monday, 2 July 2012

Girl time...

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My boys are spending every Saturday at an indoor skate park for hours and hours and hours. So my gorgeous daughter teenager and I took the opportunity to have a girl's day and go shopping taking full advantage of the sales.

Miss T is growing like a weed and was in need of some clothes so we traipsed for shop to shop to shop so she could spend her money and take full advantage of spending wisely. She is a good little shopper my Miss T. She managed to find tops for $7.50, $5.00 and $15.00. She got a pair of jeans for $20 and they look fantastic on her.

It was lovely to walk around with her so tall and gorgeous. And mine. I saw much that would have looked lovely on her but she declined my suggestions as "too mainstream". Okay then. Do I take it that she doesn't wish to look like everyone else? When she was little she used to put on a t-shirt, pull a skirt up to her chest, cinch with a belt and off she would go. Style. Even as a 4 year old.

I appreciate these times as when I look back on photos she always looks so young yet I don't remember her at the time being little. Do you ever do that? She is 14 now and keen for a part time job to earn some money. Teenage-hood has been a little crazy but even when she is snitchy and scathing, I a-d-o-r-e her!!





Ciao for now


just Martha

Friday, 30 March 2012

No Direction...


We have had a bit of 'Teenage Trauma' this week. Well, for a while now.

Why?

No 'One Direction'  tickets.....

Very traumatic

And

Our best friend managed to potentially obtain a ticket. In another city. Which involves an airfare, accommodation and the need for parental supervision.

And

Our parents wouldn't let us go. For a variety of reasons...

Mostly because we are 13

She has such passion, such extremes

We understand, support, explain...

But still say a gentle 'no'



Ciao for now... 




 

Wednesday, 24 August 2011

Security...



Hmmm. Do you check the doors? Do you check the windows? I do. But. I try not to be obsessed. I try to just do it as part of my routine. With the SF away, i try not to get too carried away with hearing every noise, worrying about every 'what if' or 'what was that'. I have a bit of an anxiety state that I keep I control so I am aware that I don't need to be checking and re-checking over and over, shaking and rattling to convince my inner self that all is okay.

However. There is one thing that I don't factor in to my everyday routine.

Teenagers.

They are an interesting breed aren't they? Teenagers who leave the door open just a little. Teenagers who just don't quite shut the door. Teenagers who just shrug when accused of the crime. Despite the evidence of the door... Wide open... Swinging in the wind........ ALL NIGHT!

Gees Louise!!!!

Now I'm thinking....... What if?


Ciao for now......


Just Martha

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