HORMONAL HURRICANES!
Visualize this: Pregnant moms rolling out of beach chairs that sat far too low—I’ve done that belly roll onto the sand myself, just to waddle to the cooler, starving.
Dads dragging toddlers on boogie boards. Kids building forts and swimming. I was watching beach life in full swing…..and then…. I saw the true show…
TEENAGERS! Laughing, limbs flailing in the surf like the wild dolphins that are literally swimming past them about 20 feet away. They moved in packs, sprinting between waves and the cooler, always hungry.
That’s when it hit me: teens and pregnant women are hormonal hurricanes.
Think about it! Both are hostages to wild waves of hormones. One minute laughing, then sobbing. Tired but can’t sleep. Moods? Like Tidewater, VA weather—sunny, stormy, hail and thunder all before lunch. Wardrobe issues? Just run away.
A mom to be cries because she dropped her keys and can’t bend over. Rage snacks begin on Cheetos. A teen slams the door with fury when you ask , “How was your day? The same teen reappears 10 minutes later asking with a smile, “What’s for dinner mom?” like you’re the crazy one.
But expectant moms get grace, snacks, and naps. Teens get lectures from adults.
They’re both growing something big—
one a human, the other a fully wired brain.
So next time your teen melts down and eats their 5th “snack,” of the day, remember: it’s not personal: It’s biology. It’s puberty. Give ‘em some grace… and maybe a quarter pound burger with cheese – and sneak in a hug if you dare between their hurricanes of hormones this summer!
Much love!
Conni
