My Teen Mom Is Now My Best Friend

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There’s a unique bond formed when you grow up alongside your mother, sharing experiences and lessons that create a friendship unlike any other.

By Jamie Taylor
May 17, 2022

She was just eighteen, a freshman in college pursuing a pre-med degree. She had toiled tirelessly, often without much support, to secure her spot at the prestigious institution of her dreams. Her life was a series of well-planned, type-A choices. She was prom queen, voted best smile, and seen as most likely to succeed. Then, unexpectedly, she became pregnant with me.

In an instant, her trajectory shifted, leaving behind some lifelong aspirations. She left school, married my dad, and embraced motherhood. Fast forward thirty-seven years, and she has become my closest ally and confidant. Our bond is sacred and unbreakable, forged through the journey of growing up together as a mother and daughter so close in age.

From my earliest memories, I have been inseparable from her, often in a somewhat intense, dependent way. We are intricately connected—a result of a young woman navigating motherhood while her child learns to thrive. As a kid, I never strayed far from her side; she was my comfort and security. At birthday parties, playdates, and events, she was never more than a few feet away. In fifth grade, my swim coach moved me to a lane with kindergartners so I could be near her watchful eyes. As I transitioned into high school and college, I slowly sought out independence but always relied on her for support and guidance. She handled my teenage dramas with grace, never trying to be overly relatable but instead offering wise and honest advice.

Despite our closeness, she maintained the crucial balance between mother and friend, never crossing that line, even though she could have effortlessly done so given her youth compared to my friends’ moms. She was young and undeniably attractive, but instead of blending in with my peers, she embraced her role, wearing quirky sweaters and bonding with women much older than herself while firmly establishing boundaries at home.

Now, after nine years of me being a mother, and her a grandmother, we find ourselves in a unique phase where traditional parent-child boundaries have softened. She is my ultimate partner in crime and confidant. Our close ages have turned out to be a tremendous gift.

We text throughout the day, usually starting just after we wake up. Our chats mirror those I have with friends—laced with sarcasm, inappropriate humor, and pop culture references. She’s the first person I turn to for advice, whether it’s parenting-related or not. She never judges but lends a listening ear and practical solutions. Very few topics are off the table; our discussions flow freely, much like best friends.

She is my go-to for any girls’ night out. Full of energy and fun, she’s always an exciting companion. She wears trendy sneakers, cycles on her Peloton, and is a reality TV aficionado. We share the same sense of humor and references, shop together, and she often borrows clothes from my closet before events. We take long walks and chat about everything under the sun, with no generational gap or misunderstanding. She rarely reminds me how different her teenage years were, because honestly, they weren’t as far apart as one might think.

However, there are some drawbacks. It’s likely that we’ll be sharing a room at the nursing home, meaning I won’t get to enjoy any inheritance. She can outwork me in exercise classes and often looks better than I do at social gatherings. Plus, she embodies the exact relationship I aspire to have with my daughters but may never achieve due to the wider age gap between us.

Becoming a mother at twenty-eight and then again at thirty-seven means my life will differ drastically from my daughters’ experiences. I probably won’t have the same energy or relevance as my own mom does now. I may not be as cool or in tune with their world.

Nonetheless, I hold onto hope that I can cultivate a strong and fulfilling bond with my daughters, even if we can’t share clothes or if I feel a bit out of touch.

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Summary:

The author shares a heartfelt narrative about the bond formed between a mother and daughter who grew up together, highlighting their unique friendship shaped by shared experiences. The closeness in their ages fosters a relationship filled with humor, support, and understanding. As the author reflects on her role as a mother, she acknowledges both the advantages and challenges of their age gap while remaining hopeful about cultivating a meaningful bond with her daughters.