Did you know that I am the middle of three girls? That’s right, no brothers. Which is important because I’m continually surprised about things while raising a teenage boy.
- That bodily function jokes are so funny.
- How any one person could have so much energy.
- That boys seemingly cannot think of more than one thing at a time and the one thing they are thinking about rotates between bodily function jokes, video games, school/work, and food.
I could go on.
Of course, I am extremely blessed to be the mother of my son. He made me a mom and he’s a fantastic guy!
Lately I’ve been writing about him as he earns his full-time teenager stripes.
I’m trying hard to write about my teen and respect his privacy, yet it is cathartic to share my thoughts as I go down this unknown path. And, I hope my words about raising my teenage son reach other moms who may be feeling the same way. Your Teen for Parents has been a welcome home for my thoughts.
So without further ado, if you need a laugh, I suggest you read my piece on Homecoming. You’ll never believe what one mom hinted that my son should do.
Speaking of which, my son decided to go to his high school Homecoming after all (one week before the big event) and he said it was awesome!
Or, if you’re seeking a tug on your momma heart, then might I suggest my piece on waiting for my son to grow from a boy to a man. I know he is going to change before my eyes any moment and the wait for it is hard, but bittersweet.
There you have it, a couple reads on raising a teenage boy. May they bring you laughter/mirth, or comfort and relatability.
(Loyal readers know that I have a tween daughter, too. So, yes, I’ll soon get to experience all the joys of teen-dom with the opposite gender. And I’m sure she’ll roll my eyes any time I try and relate by saying, “When I was a teen…” )