I rarely write on this blog* these days. Why? Mainly because my children are growing up and privacy is of the essence. Talking of growing up, my youngest daughter turns fifteen today.
Of all my children, this one was the saddest to hear about the demise of my blog. She’s always loved pouring over family photograph albums, reading her baby journal and hearing me recite stories from her childhood.
How could I not write something about her today of all days; something for her to treasure and look back on in years to come? So here’s a special tribute to my one and only Drama Queen on her fifteenth birthday…
For some strange reason, you almost grow up without me noticing – each coming of age seems to take me by surprise. Is it because your sister has always got their first? Is it because your birthday comes at the end of a string of celebrations? Or is it because you’re the middle child which apparently makes being forgotten a rite of passage?
The truth, or perhaps irony, is that you’ll never be forgotten. In fact you’ve been making your presence felt since 2001! Some might say that makes you a typical middle child. I prefer to think of you as one of a kind. You’re funny, feisty and sometimes outspoken. You’re insightful, hate injustice and certainly know your own mind. Whilst this makes for an explosive combination at times, it can also make you the life and soul of the party – the one to watch.
One attribute I’ve seen above all of these this year, is your sensitivity towards those around you. When your sister became unwell back in April, I knew it would hit you hard. In fact I tried to shield you from it as much as possible. But you knew immediately that I wasn’t being entirely honest, and true to form you called me out on it.
We’ve had a difficult 6 months haven’t we? But something very beautiful has come out of this situation – you and your sister have developed a fresh empathy for one another, an unspoken understanding that has made my Mumma heart soar at times. You’ve lent clothes unconditionally, gone on shopping trips together and even written letters to one another when she was in hospital. Now home, we are learning a new normal and I know that hasn’t been easy for you. I’ve been so proud watching your protective side come out…with your help I know we will all get there.
Whilst you still seem to hate most aspects of school life (questioning daily why you have to go to school if Lord Sugar didn’t bother) you really know where your skills lie. Maths and Science will probably never be your strength but I’ve loved seeing you develop your natural artistic flair this year. I don’t think you realise just how good you are.
We’ve had our share of ups and downs this year haven’t we? Best friends one minute, blazing rows the next – probably very typical of most mother/teenage daughter relationship! I’ve loved our weekly trips to the gym, followed by that non-negotiable coffee date – same order every time. I’m glad I will always have a buddy to watch trashy TV with and someone to call me out on my dodgy fashion sense and long overdue roots.
But no letter from mum would be complete without a word of advice. Friendship will always be a very important part of your life – perhaps that’s something you get from me? Treasure these special people forever, because they will be the ones who help you through when life gets tough.
I love you Drama Queen and don’t ever forget it. Happy fifteenth birthday gorgeous girl. x x
*If you’ve yet to discover my new blog, you can find it here.