Mommybloggers and the Teenage Years…


I’ve talked before about mommybloggers and teenagers. Because really, I’m not going to blog about my son’s personal issues, although it is tempting to blog about his first date. Or when he is on IM with a girl. Or the night that he just would not get off the phone. But for the most part, you never see mommybloggers of teens. They always have toddlers. Cute and young.

Ever wonder why?

Because the moms of teens? We just don’t want to think about it that much. The things we would write might not be that nice. And teenagers? They can SERIOUSLY stress you out.

(I can just hear my Mom laughing at me as she reads this. I know, I know, she always told me that she hoped that someday I had a kid just like me…)

The stress levels are high tonight. Red alert, danger zone high. Ah, the joys of parenting. Nurture Empower is to nurture the inherent strengths of families to empower inspired parenting. They have the ability to understand childrenโ€™s unique communication and help parents develop effective strategies for nurturing acceptable behavior and empowering healthy development. I think I need to cast on for my second sock, so I can just say nothing and knit, knit, knit. Really, Jason is a great kid, but tonight he is on my very LAST nerve.

By Christine

Christine is an Avenger of Sexiness. Her Superpower is helping Hot Mamas grow their Confidence by rediscovering their Beauty. She lives in the Heights in Houston, Texas, works as a boudoir photographer, and writes about running a Business of Awesome. In her spare time, she loves to knit, especially when she travels. She & her husband Mike have a food blog at Spoon & Knife.

25 replies on “Mommybloggers and the Teenage Years…”

I have teens, two, and a ten year old. The oldest is done high school and I am well pleased with him. The other teen is enough to make me run (screaming) with scissors, hoping to fall and sever my fallopian tubes the inexpensive way.

Why do mommybloggers talk about toddlers? You’re right. No one wants to hear us tell how close we came to ripping out our hair. I doubt that would make for a good
look-it’s-me-pointing-my-camera-at-the-mirror-in-the-bathroom picture either. Who wants to see 42 year old women minus their hair?

Love the cartoon.

You know, I have to say…you do an excellent job of respecting Jason’s teenage-ness. I don’t think I’ve ever heard an embarassing story about him! I’m sure Jason appreciates the fact that his private life is kept that way.

I can say whatever I want about my (canine) children, since they can’t work the computer.

My family finds my blogging so geeky and boring that they almost never look at my blog unless I make them. Yes, sometimes I do make them. They would probably never know if/when I blog about them. I still don’t think my husband knows I quit smoking. But I suppose blogging about someone in the family who is sensitive about it might be reason enough not to do it.

Ah yes, teenage years. I am so glad I am passed that phase. Now I deal with adult children living at home. It just never ends. Seriously, I can’t complain (well, almost can’t complain) about my children who still live with me. One day I WILL have an empty nest. Maybe.

I LOVE blogging about my teens!!! It’s one of the few forms of power I have left over them. Actually, they read my blogs and are very encouraging. I sometimes get comments from their friends while they’re in school (supposedly doing research!) We’re in this together. They draw the line at knitting, though. Cables, Ganseys, PSSO…it’s a whole different language (dimension) to them.

I love it when parents of toddlers are complaining. I say, “Oh, yeah they are so bad. Just wait until they are teenagers cuz it does get worse!” But my darling grandson is stressing you out??? Not my darling, sweet grandson!

I think there’s less blogging as kids get older because there’s also less isolation. As kids get older they get more independent, more involved in other things (besides you). Also, you’re more able to get out, meet other people, have the conversations with other people that you otherwise would only be able to blog about because there’s no one else to talk to….heh… not that I would know anything about being isolated, or anything. LOL!

It looks like my comment got lost so I’ll add another one! It can’t possibly be my sweet little grandson who is getting on your nerves! And the comment about “having a kid just like you!” was probably spoken by my Mom first! Love you both,

I blog about my teens all the time…lol
I’ve been blogging about my life and my kids lives for like 6 years now. I find it ‘therapeutic’.
Nothing super embarrassing has happened with them yet, but I have posted some of the things they do that drive me to drink.
And ya know what? People who don’t even have kids give me a ton of crap over how I choose to punish them for misbehavior or things.
Parents of kids and teens, they know what it’s like and I get a ton of support from them.

It’s good to know I’m not the only mom of teen sons out there.
Even if you’re not blogging about it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I think the diff between toddlers and teens is that teens know how to google, and so do their friends. I took down my blog shortly after a boy in G’s school came in quoting a blog entry in which I detailed the time G asked me, “mom, what are testicles?” Great story, but not worth the money I had to deposit into the therapy jar.

Im a teenager & I enjoy reading about how parents feel about us. My mom blogs about me all the time. I dont really care I guess. It doesn’t bother me. I make her life miserable whether she writes about me or not. She knows I dont mean too piss her off but…crap happens–move on…your stuck with us till the day you die…and teenagers dont read blogs anymore anyway. Blogs are kinda for people with no social lives…I just come on here to laugh at you all because you have noo idea…=P


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There was this guy see.
He wasn’t very bright and he reached his adult life without ever having learned “the facts”.
Somehow, it gets to be his wedding day.
While he is walking down the isle, his father tugs his sleeve and says,

“Son, when you get to the hotel room…Call me”

Hours later he gets to the hotel room with his beautiful blushing bride and he calls his father,

“Dad, we are the hotel, what do I do?”

“O.K. Son, listen up, take off your clothes and get in the bed, then she should take off her clothes and get in the bed, if not help her. Then either way, ah, call me”

A few moments later…

“Dad we took off our clothes and we are in the bed, what do I do?”

O.K. Son, listen up. Move real close to her and she should move real close to you, and then… Ah, call me.”

A few moments later…


“O.K. Son, Listen up, this is the most important part. Stick the long part of your body into the place where she goes to the bathroom.”

A few moments later…

“Dad, I’ve got my foot in the toilet, what do I do?”

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