My She Child is a Demon

I often wonder, what happened to my baby girl? She was so adorable and so loving. When she went to preschool, she gave me no problems. Always eager to go and play with her classmates. When she started kindergarten, she was so mature and wanted to go in by herself. Of course, mom went in with her to make sure she was okay and I had to meet her teacher. She was always my mature child, the one that understood. She always did her homework and never gave me any grief. So what happened? Who took my baby girl?

It began about three years ago, but slowly! I no longer have her full attention. She doesn't complete her homework or even want to try! So what happened? Who came and replaced her with someone else? Yes, I'm sure you've figured it out by now. She found puberty! The one that takes hold and stays forever, at least, that is what it seems like!

There are days, that all it takes, is for me to come home from work. I turn around, and we hit eye contact. She looks at me, and sighs real loudly and storms off to her room. Thats it, I didn't even say a word! I now have a new name. I call her my "demon child". If I knock on her door, her response is always "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" And if I dare enter her room, it's "WHY DID YOU COME IN?" And forgive me, if I ever respond as she always thinks I'm mad at her! All I have to do is say, "when are you getting up?" She jumps up abruptly and storms off as though I totally chewed her out!

So what do I do? Do I leave her alone and let her finish going through this? I let her know, I'm there for her. I often receive the "hand", you know, when she lifts her hand and the flat of her palm is pointing at me. Do I never mention anything personal as it will set her off? Sometimes, I feel like I'm walking on eggshells. And sometimes she is so nice, that I feel she found her way back. But moments later the demon overtakes her. I don't dare go shopping for her! I never pick out anything she likes. Even when she ask me to pick something up, I hesitate. As I know, I will have to return it.

I believe one day, the demon will disappear, but until then I will watch and wait. Don't get me wrong, I will be there for her. I love my baby girl. I just wish the demon would let go of my daughter and let her be my baby girl once more.