tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post2734748953043083203..comments2023-09-05T08:48:44.120-04:00Comments on Confessions of a Coal Miner's Granddaughter: Of Cousins and Soon-to-be Mothers of TeensCoal Miner's Granddaughterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-68526994400286689212008-07-21T21:33:00.000-04:002008-07-21T21:33:00.000-04:00Violet the Verbose - And I completely agree that i...Violet the Verbose - And I completely agree that it's all about love and repetition. Someday the message will get through!Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-17799224800350967802008-07-19T01:08:00.000-04:002008-07-19T01:08:00.000-04:00One of the sessions I attended today at BlogHer wa...One of the sessions I attended today at BlogHer was about body image, how we impart healthy messages about it to our children, etc., and there were a lot of folks in there talking about their daughters who are 10 & older. Hearing their questions and concerns made me think ahead more to when my girls are those ages, and I found myself getting very emotional about it. One of the moms who has kids nearly my age said that really what it comes down to is letting your kids know that they are loved. You teach them everything you think is important, you repeat it over and over and OVER and OVER, and you love them. And your message gets through. Hopefully if they have an older confidante (maybe she won't - I don't think everyone does - I didn't) they will do what you did, but if they don't hopefully Miss-Miss will fall back on what you have instilled in her and that person won't have her ear for long. Because of what YOU have taught her. :o)Violet the Verbosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05328459876975513507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-33341501495970738742008-07-16T14:46:00.000-04:002008-07-16T14:46:00.000-04:00Jenn - Oh, I know! My youngest boy is going to be ...Jenn - Oh, I know! My youngest boy is going to be a complete hellion with every bone in his body broken on the list to be broken. Gray hairs! Gray hairs!<BR/><BR/>NATUI - Deal!Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-51208973518589305162008-07-14T23:18:00.000-04:002008-07-14T23:18:00.000-04:00If I start thinking down that path I will NEVER sl...If I start thinking down that path I will NEVER sleep at night. So here's the deal. I'll be that confidante for Miss-Miss if you are that confidante for LittleBird. Deal?Not Afraid to Use Ithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11622378209801018927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-31449488382368406232008-07-14T22:39:00.000-04:002008-07-14T22:39:00.000-04:00I don't like to think ahead that far, considering ...I don't like to think ahead that far, considering all the stuff G. gets into now, I can just IMAGINE (no I cant no I cant) him as a teenager!Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04264227264937700027noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-26594950532408732162008-07-14T15:54:00.000-04:002008-07-14T15:54:00.000-04:00Miss Night Owl - I'm so glad she was there for you...Miss Night Owl - I'm so glad she was there for you and glad you didn't listen to her when she was negative. Thanks for making me feel better, hon!<BR/><BR/>Bucky - Yessir.<BR/><BR/>River Poet - "Enjoy the potty training." You're a hoot, woman!<BR/><BR/>Employee #3699 - Wow. I can't imagine having a teen right now. Cannot fathom it.<BR/><BR/>Gypsy - Holy crap! 35-year-old grandmother? No. Friggin. Way. And if Miss-Miss is snotty, bratty, and willful? I'm calling you for advice. "Go stay with your Aunt Gypsy for the weekend!" Hee hee! :)<BR/><BR/>Donna - It's so hard to me to live in the present. I'm always thinking about the future.<BR/><BR/>Miss Britt - HA! Can I lock up Miss-Miss with her?Coal Miner's Granddaughterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14320077738770745217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-40896127783394155202008-07-14T12:03:00.000-04:002008-07-14T12:03:00.000-04:00I am going to lock my daughter up at 12.Problem so...I am going to lock my daughter up at 12.<BR/><BR/>Problem solved.Miss Britthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12934134485175970612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-59373203702467659452008-07-14T11:17:00.000-04:002008-07-14T11:17:00.000-04:00I know exactly what you mean, and although it is t...I know exactly what you mean, and although it is true that you should focus on the presence, because that's all you really have, but I still wonder who will be that mature friend for my daughter ... I'm hoping my younger sister *crossing fingers*Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00649180384606048863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-72096738623975838192008-07-14T10:55:00.000-04:002008-07-14T10:55:00.000-04:00I saw a program the other day on child brides -- t...I saw a program the other day on child brides -- there was a woman on there who was a grandmother at 35! That's two years away for me, and I can't even imagine being a mother, let alone a grandmother. <BR/><BR/>I don't know why, but your post reminded me of that. <BR/><BR/>Also? I was a terrible teenage girl. Snotty, bratty, willful. Sigh.Gypsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14327359141716141220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-40569515689775451702008-07-14T10:04:00.000-04:002008-07-14T10:04:00.000-04:00Heather, enjoy your kids at the age they are now b...Heather, enjoy your kids at the age they are now because it will go by so fast. Yeah, and I had a 14 year old when I was only 31!<BR/><BR/>Toodles~Expat No. 3699https://www.blogger.com/profile/13023652840187420920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-70614802180033030412008-07-14T08:37:00.000-04:002008-07-14T08:37:00.000-04:00Oh, you've got a while yet before you have to deal...Oh, you've got a while yet before you have to deal with your own teenagers. Just keep enjoying the potty training for now :-)<BR/><BR/>(Oh? And I did have a 14 year old when I was your age!!!)<BR/><BR/>Peace - DRiverPoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01846730934649303857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-83980811778049334662008-07-14T08:19:00.000-04:002008-07-14T08:19:00.000-04:00Don't live in the future. It's way to full of too ...Don't live in the future. It's way to full of too many "What if"'s.<BR/><BR/>Live in the now and enjoy your kids as much as you can. The future will come soon enough.<BR/><BR/>:)Buckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02207688375895314933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974479864897892693.post-73747977292133961742008-07-14T02:34:00.000-04:002008-07-14T02:34:00.000-04:00My dad's youngest sister is 18 years younger than ...My dad's youngest sister is 18 years younger than him and only about 7 years older than me. She was that person for me. Since I was the oldest she was like the big sister I didn't have, though she probably did more for me, and with me, than a big sister would have. I would visit her during the summer, or she would visit me, until they moved closer when I was about 9 or 10. <BR/><BR/>She took me to my first concert and taught me how to drive. We used to go to the next town's hangout (the skating rink) and flirt with boys. She also bought me my first alcohol (wine coolers, I didn't ask for them). When she went to college in another close-by town her father rented an apartment for her. I used to go up on weekends once in awhile and we'd stay up all night watching videos (back in the 80's when MTV still played videos) and eating junk food. She took me to the Town Center. And we talked about everything. She even tried to help me with my fear of dogs (which backfired when the dog attacked me).<BR/><BR/>But, she could be (and still is) a very mean and spiteful person. Not to the person's face though, she didn't have the guts for that. She and my mother didn't get along and my aunt never tired of trashing my mom (and vice versa). Or of trashing other people. But I was a smart kid and, while I didn't like it, I knew it was her way of dealing with her low self-esteem, and her many other issues. Her tirades did not color my opinions of anyone else but her.<BR/><BR/>This is just a long-winded way of saying that I am glad that I had this bond with her at that time in my life. And that I enjoyed every aspect of our relationship in spite of that side of her because in my head and in my heart I saw these people in (I think) a better way than she could see them. My parents (well, my dad) raised me that way.<BR/><BR/>Hopefully that makes sense. But I don't have kids so I don't have the experience, or worries, from your side of the situation.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com