My girl is growing breasts up

Tomorrow my oldest child turns 10 - double digits. She's completely obsessed with being what some experts refer to as a tween. I've pointed out that other experts place that closer to ages 11 or 12. So, she has decided that those are idiot experts. The geniuses say "age 10."

She's also completely obsessed with the fact that she will be growing breasts. Again, I like to direct her to her genetic history. Although, at this age, she is doing cartwheels over the distant future AA cups that will finally make their way to her chest. She holds and coos at bras the way I do newborns.

With her neurological stuff, we have battled emotions and drama already. Yet, it is painfully obvious that her hormones are beginning to ... er ... fluctuate. And, in true Moers fashion, we have been talking about sex and developing bodies - A LOT! Last week she had a bad OCD/Tourettes kind of night, and was up until at least midnight (despite her medication that usually knocks her out). So, we gathered round the warming light of my laptop, and talked about periods and tampons and watched animation of eggs releasing and traveling down the fallopian tubes ... and I got those really fun questions like, "If people know they can get pregnant from having sex, and they're not ready for a baby, then why do they have sex?" and of course, "Where do you and dad have sex?"

Yup. We were up late.

Just two days after that, we were babysitting the twins, who are now about 10 months old. The little girl reminds me so much of my Mac when she was that age. So, I watched my almost-10-year-old dancing around and talking to this baby, and I couldn't figure out how she went from "that" to "that" so quickly.

Not too long after that moment I had to change a really nasty poopy diaper. Put it all back into perspective. It's a new phase of life. Bring on the hormones!