I am not a cool mum. I was not a cool teen and I have not been a cool adult. On the plus side for a longer time I was a fun mum and this worked well when dd (who is now 16) wanted to do exciting things. And it works well with my you get sons, who like mountain biking and theme parks and swimming.
The problem is my teen dd15 cannot stand to be around me. She quickly decided in her teens that she wouldn’t have any more friends round to my house (there was an incident where I told some of her friends off for literally tipping a box of cocoa powder all over the kitchen and then smashing a pot of jam on the floor whilst allegedly trying to clean up. Me telling them off was “not cool” . Subsequently when a different friend and dd accidentally set fire to a bowl of flour in the microwave I was very calm and didn’t tell them off but this did not redeem me).
I can’t think of a single other reason dd won’t have friends round other than this general uncool was of mine.
Last week she slept over at her best friend’s house and afterwards told me at length how her friend’s mum had dressed up with them to watch an ABBA movie and then played Just Dance with them for three hours. She told me this mum was great, and took her dd to concerts (have suggested n past; dd doesn’t want to go) and was “really nice” and that friend’s dad is also “great” and took friend on an adventure holiday in North America which was “so amazing” and he has “such a cool job” and on and on.
My dd point blank refuses t do anything with me. Barely talks to me most of the time unless she wants something. When she’s overtly rude and entitled I don’t shrink from telling her i dislike it when she takes me for granted. She has absolutely no remorse and just rolls her eyes or walks away. I know that underneath the surface she has total contempt for my boring existence and judges me very harshly.
She is a good kid otherwise - fine at school, not rebellious, kind and gentle with siblings and friends. It is just me on the receiving end of her endless disdain.
How can I get over my feelings of sadness about all this? Is the solution simply to ignore it until she’s older?