I have been a member here for fourteen years and 4 days!

I'm glad that I've posted something recently, and another year didn't pass with nothing but moths and cobwebs on my story page.

If my BC self was a person, she'd be a teenager, at the age where her body wants to be more grown up than her mind, we'd be shopping for her things in Juniors rather than girls, with real bras and panties because she has the real breasts and periods that go with them, and the real hormones making her think about boys all the time. And the boys at her school are all hitting their growth spurts, finally becoming taller than the girls, with broad shoulders and little mustaches. She's been shaving her legs for a couple years now, and not long ago she came home from a sleepover walking funny because her friends thought it would be fun to wax each other's bikini areas. She wants to wear more makeup that I as her mother think is appropriate, and she keeps trying to wear skirts that are much too short. Heaven help me when swimsuit season starts! She's been bugging me to let her start dating, but I just don't trust the boys with my baby.