How will I ever wrap my brain around this one? Thirteen. My little girl is...well, not a little girl anymore. Actually, she hasn't been for quite some time now. But still. Thirteen? Yep. It's true. I'll come to terms with it...eventually. Or so they tell me.
Actually, I'm not sure which is worse. The fact that my baby turned thirteen, or that I am now the mother of a teenager. I'll let you know if I figure it out.