10 is the new 13?
Call me weird but it seemed like I didn’t hit a “fashion craze” until I was about 13. I most certainly didn’t start wearing a bra until then. I had gotten my cycle at 9 so I was somewhat….girly…such an evil term. Here lately Molly is driving me nuts. She will be 10 in December. She is getting into stuff that I don’t remember getting excited about until much later.
Dancing: I had to find out at last night’s Grand Finale (for summer camp) that my child can do some hip hop dancing. Now, we dance around our house and it’s inevitably goofy dancing. On the off chance the kids pop in a bellydance dvd then it’s booty shaking time. But never have I seen my children do anything that would constitute as real dancing. Yet there she was, in front of 400 other people, doing some sort of krunk/happy feet stuff. I had to pick my jaw up off the floor.
Telephone/Cell Phone Dilemma: When I was ten I really didn’t call my friends up. We saw each other at school. I had a slew of neighbor kids to harass beat up play with. My girls don’t have that many, granted we are getting a few. However, since the summer has started I have found that Molly not only takes over my cell phone, she has given it out to friends to keep in touch with. UHM HELLO!!! MINE KIDDO!! So that brings me to a dilemma. Do I get her her own phone? It would be about $10 per month. I have an old phone that she can use. And we don’t get close to half of our minutes each month so I don’t know that I would have to buy a bigger plan. But dammit she is almost 10! But then again, she is getting a social life and payphones are a rarity if she gets into trouble. I would be comforted if she had a phone on hand at all times. But dammit she is almost 10! *sigh*
Growing up: When we were at the bank earlier they had a growth chart over in the “kiddie” section. At 9 yo the kid is 4’7″. Maybe that isn’t THAT tall but holy shit I was barely 4′ at her age!!! (I grew ALOT in my teenage years for those who have met me, for those that haven’t I am 5’9″). Neither my family or hubs family has “small” people but at this rate she will be 6′ in high school. After the bank we stopped at the store to pick up some stuff for dinner tonight. You know how if your freakishly tall kid is in front of you and you reach down (not really down that much!) for a hug with both arms down in front…yea you know what I mean, right? I think I felt breasts!!!! Seriously….I don’t know what to do. Dammit she is almost 10…..with boobs? Do I go run out and start buying bras? I really don’t want to yet, seriously!
Fashion-ista: Fashion has never been my forte. My closet consists of jeans and black tee shirts. Occasional other color shirts but usually dark. I can rock it in a dress if need be but it’s not too often. Work clothing is black pants and some dark short sleeved top. I am not completely clueless, I don’t buy anything that looks just too flat out weird for my kids or anything. Plaids are not worn with stripes. But I don’t concern myself with keeping up with what is “cool”. As a teen I tried but always failed miserably. I dressed more like the Rock of Love chicks back then. Unless uber-slutty is cool (and it so isn’t). Molly is now WATCHING fashion shows and begging me to take her out shopping more and more. I have agreed to hunt thrift shops for now (budget is just too tight!). Oh and yesterday at the Grand Finale she was rocking a sideways baseball cap (it actually looked cute on her). Daddy told her she was ghetto looking and the child took MAJOR offense and proclaimed that she looked awesome. When did this happen? When did my young 9yo start trying to be 16?
*sigh* I am fighting this tooth and nail. I didn’t expect to have a child grow this quickly. I guess I expected her to do things on my timeline and I had more time. I guess I have to admit, I am scared I am losing my first born baby.