To Birdbrain888
The bad news is it gets harder before it gets easier - good news is it does finally smooth out.
11 is just the "pssssst " of the opening can. Now you've got that whole fizzy coke to drink down. Bubbly hit on your tongue, sugar rush, malt burn then flat dregs at the bottom. Five to seven long years of shepherding a child into becoming an adult. It will be fun but here and there are some burps and hiccoughs to cope with...
For big vibes - try not to sweat the small stuff. There will be proper battles to fight later so get ahead of the game and realise now that you are wise to pick them and to let a LOT of stuff just slide. Parents of teens who you looked at thinking "I'll never let that happen" you will now look back on as paragons and enlightened role models (yes you will). My honest good advice is: let it go... Unless there's real potential for bloodshed or pregnancy - just let it go.
The TV crew thing works (i.e. the best fantasy version of yourself) what works better is to try really hard to remember how horribly difficult and confusing it actually is to go through puberty and adolescence. It's so very easy to forget how important the state of your acne was, your social status, your perceived attractiveness / sexiness at an age when your parents thought it completely beyond your comprehension or understanding but when YOU KNEW it was deeply important... MUCH more important than education, MUCH more important than obeying any stupid rule or tradition or routine.
Realise now that this is already going on and you'll start to see what's ahead of you as a parent - it really is about the role of shepherd - they're not yours to keep (this realisation can hurt)...
Your job is to convince and cajole (i.e. con) your teenager into perceiving a value in the things you want / wish / hope for them to believe in and value as they progress clumsily from child to adult through what, for them, is a seemingly impossible terrain of adult inflicted horror and pointless nonsense.
You'll realise soon that you are completely responsible for someone who is doing everything they can to become entirely independent of you while relying on you completely, seeing everything you offer as an absolute right and offering no thought to you in any way throughout the process. Ouch...
"I am your parent not your friend" is about to properly kick in for you.
There are a trillion ways of making it massively good fun for all involved by the way. I reckon I've been good at some of them, disastrous at others and I'll say that makes me normal (therefore a successful parent).
(Just read over what I'm about to post and I've made it sound like a proper nightmare - NO WAY is that true!!) It's massive and it's great and it makes me more than I ever thought I'd be. Teenagers are inspiring and full of the joy of it all, they glisten and shine (and they all look incredible) they remind me how to think outside of any box, give me pause on politics, make me hear new music, show me that the old world is useless and used up, educate me endlessly, force me to remember truisms (and old songs), remind me what actual romance actually is, flirt with me sometimes, shock me always, force me to re-think sometimes and always, always carry with them the electricity that could cause anything to happen at any moment...
Maybe I was just in the mood to write to much.
OP - Check out this Mumsnet link:
www.mumsnet.com/teenagers