Emotional Tsunami vs Hot Flashes

Last night I was reminded of how horrible those pre-puberty days were. YaYa is falling head first into puberty with all the grace of a Tsunami. I feel so bad for her. One minute she is perfectly fine, dancing around and happy-the next she is sobbing like her world ended and running around slamming doors and screaming into a pillow. Yes, my little YaYa can make some noise! I sat with her in my lap last night talking to her about what was happening in her little body (it is not the first talk, it just helps to keep reassuring her that she is not going crazy!) and telling her that it will get better one day. I'm not so sure she believed me. Which brings me to my title: Emotional Tsunami vs Hot Flashes. Which is worse?

With her Tsunami she just needs a few doors to slam. I will need to buy stock in Kleenex and keep a few dozen boxes on hand at all times. It would probably be a good idea to invest in some extra pillows. If she screams into 3 stacked on top of each other do you think it will mute the screams?

With my hot flashes I just need to have someone invent a portable air conditioner that I can strap to me at all times. I could move to the North Pole. I just need to keep a snow bank in my back yard that I could run to in tshirts and shorts whenever I need it. I could invest in an ice company and keep tubs of it on hand always. Why, oh why did my great great grandparents have to sell the ice house business? Didn't they know it would come in handy one day. Who said ice houses would be passe with the invention of the electric refrigerator? I have become immune to my kids calling me "Ice Queen" because I keep our house nice and cool all the time. Can I help it if my kids like to wear coats and quilts around the house all the time? The temp seems just fine to me.

I guess it is a debate that will go on for eternity. I can't say that I enjoy either state. For now I will just have to keep pamprin and ice on hand.