Equalibrium and disequalibrium

[pegkerr]

I mentioned that things are going rather well with Delia lately. This is a pleasant change.

Which means that it must be time for Fiona to enter disequalibrium, and right on schedule, that is what has happened. Come to think of it, she was in an equally bad state when school started last year. She has come back from camp mentally rumpled, with a tendency toward teariness--she has cried herself to sleep the least three nights. And she can't in the least explain why; she is perplexed at her own moodiness and has no idea what is going on.

She is also insisting, even more stridently, that she wants her own room.

This makes me want to cry myself.

I think we have definitely entered puberty. I don't feel ready for this.

I can't give up my office entirely.

Damnation.

Comments

[dichroic.livejournal.com]

I have no ideas for the room situation, but... The one time I remember bursting into tears for no reason was when I was fourteen (I was a late bloomer and hit menarche around then too). My mom figured it was puberty related, did not pester me for reasons (I'm sure she did ask why at least once, though), let me cry it out, didn't bug me (my mom's generally a much more touchy-feely person than I am) and then gave me a ride to school so I wouldn't be late. Nearly two and a half decades later, I remember it as one of her more shining parenting moments.