No, stop. I am not pregnant (at least I don’t think I am).
We are simply planning to open our home to a Danish teenager we have known for quite some time later this summer. Her dad and my husband were soccer teammates in high school before her dad fell madly in love with a Danish woman and moved to Denmark.
Their oldest daughter, who we will call Therese, is going to come and live with us and attend high school here in Texas next school year and I couldn’t be more excited for the opportunity for all of us!
Sure, I’ll be jumping into teenager parenting a bit early, but I couldn’t ask for a better teenager to spend a year with us. And her grandparents live near enough that she will be spending her weekends with them.
Of course my mind is teaming with questions to ask and bases to cover and, of course, lots of brainstorms for turning the guestroom/ office into a teenager’s room. (My husband caught me flipping through the Pottery Barn Teen catalog over the weekend for ideas.)
But isn’t that how new parenthood is? I just get to jump in this time with a girl whom I already love and has already borrowed my clothes quite respectfully.
Aaah… a new adventure awaits!
Welcome to the family, Therese!
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